Bobby was okay with the mock defensiveness. They knew each other too well to not know when the other was teasing. And the tiny noise she made was well worth the risk of losing a finger. He chuckled and draped his arm over the back of the couch instead to show mercy.
"Leaderly stuff, yeah." He rolled his eyes. "You ever thought it was strange both our leaders are Summers? Like maybe it's a shared family mutation. Maybe Alex just really, deep deep down in his tiny soul, wants to be like his big brother."