"If you say so." Cathleen teased him - she had to honestly - but they both knew who consistently ranked higher in the social order, and which of them gave a shit about that kind of thing. Someone had to knock him down a peg though.
Her mind went to one of her games with awful flying creatures that were the worst to kill, expression changing to contemplative when she considered how cool it would be to have a fleet of them behind her. "Can you imagine a flock of robotic bird bat things? What if they could spit acid? How cool would that be?"
"You could've eaten those granola bars I packed in your bag." She chastised, reaching out to poke him as her movie library finally loaded on the screen and she started flipping through the categories absentmindedly.