[i]"Cheer up. It's sparring. Neither of us was going all out. Now you just have to put better filtration in your helmet and you'll be prepared next time."[/i] [b]Damien's helmet folded back as he pulled his large coat from seemingly thin air and sat it down next to him as he adjusted his brace and leaned back.[/b] [b]The treads continued their low hum as Rook eventually spoke up, turning to Damien.[/b] [i]"Boss... Issue... It's another one..."[/i] [i]"Drive around it..."[/i] [b]Damien shrugged and grinned at Ian, his stupid smiles a never changing feature.[/b]