Nodding without matching the smile, Serge turned to head to work with a roll of his neck, soft popping sounds carrying as he left. He wasn't saying it, but Mickey was half-right; Serge was definitely used to following directions, but this was the first time in a long time he'd opted to do it without getting paid. That alone said something about his focus on this task, but it was lost in the shuffle with no one to recognize it. He was okay with that, it made working easier.