"You're the last person I'd try and kill. Besides, we're on the same side and normally I wouldn't care. Pussycat mode? Nah I'm just tired is all." He'd been running for what felt like an eternity before reaching the Citadel. "Yeah I still drink the same. Whatever's cheap." Victor sat up and said "Yeah right. You'll outlive me and the rest of the Brotherhood. If I die first you'll inherent my hat and whatever else I had. Ain't much but it's better than getting a zoo full of stinky humans, right?"
Sabertooth grumbled and said "It's called not sleeping for almost a week. Would you prefer me to be my usual homicidal, mean, hateful asshole self?" Victor reached behind his head trying to get a burr out of his hair and was getting irritated because he had over a dozen of them stuck to him.
"Got stuck in a briar patch yesterday. Don't judge me! Been pulling these little fuckers out of my hair and my clothes ever since."