"Same shit, different day," she agreed with a breathless laugh as her pulse began to slow back down. She smirked and chuckled when he compared the old to the new. Seemed like he'd acclimate just fine, with so much the same, she supposed. "Well, we have less crazy dressed villains who monologue at you first," she agreed and nodded, showing the pieces they took. "Those bombs are now only heavy scrap."