"If I get a shoe line I will totes hook ya up with a promo pair, chica!" Just picturing Hana sporting a pair of red and yellow kicks, with his lightning bolt brand on em, had the young man grinning anew. For all the bad in his past; the lack of any memory before the blast, growing up hard on the streets, stealing to survive, even dealing with death and pain while rocking the hero gig...through it all the speedster always seemed to find a way to smile.
The others in his crew all rocked far more complex getups, but Bart never really bothered with a mask of armor, or even weapons. He was a one man wrecking machine when he needed to be; that inhuman speed, his ability to heal insanely fast thanks to his freakish metabolism, even the ability to phase right through solid objects...it all added up to Impulse being more than capable to handle almost anything that came his way. Oh he rocked the backpack from time to tome, mostly as a way to keep a ton of snacks on hand though.
"I'm glad ya did it, Hana!" Her teasing about wearing pink didn't phase the speedster at all, and he winked right back at her too. When she mentioned having a body suit though a look in genuine amusement was seen. "Dang, beat ya look real good in that suit of yours." He had no clue what a Meka thing was, but honestly his thoughts were far more focused on imagining her in a skintight outfit.
The feel of her hand on his cheek drew Bart's focus back to the present, and when she giggled and spoke of doing it again Impulse just shrugged and suddenly leaned in to kiss her once more; this time letting the kiss linger, and before pulling away again Impulse paused to teasingly nip at her lower lip. "Yep, all kinds of yummy!"