[ his hair gets ruffled, and roy snickers as he thwacks jason's hand with his hat as it tucks back onto his head. crookedly, though, because he's stumbling to the side as he's shoved, turning to walk backwards and talk as they make it over to jason's bike. ]

You running around bald? That's first on my list to dig through CCTV for. So pissed I missed that.1

[ or beg anyone that was around a year ago for pictures of. hacking the locals has been something of a learning curve here in the super future. he'll get it, but give him more than four days, okay? they make it to the bike and roy eyes it for a moment, squints, adjusts the sack of cybernetics on his shoulder, and lets out a sigh. ]

I'm about to hold on for dear life while riding bitch, aren't I?