York's head turned to look at Delta when he appeared, and he pursed his lips as he tried to remember the command York used to shut that thing up. He knew it was one word.. but he couldn't remember. He'd always hated those things. "Cancel." Tried, and when Delta didn't flicker away, he frowned a little. "Close." Again, when he failed, York stiffened and turned his eyes back onto Tex.
"Kicking the shit out of me isn't going to make me come out of here." He said simply, lifting his arms to cross over his chest. "Huh." He reached down between his legs and took a handful of himself (sort of himself, anyway) and smirked. "Well. At least we know York's not the bigger man."