"I don't need thirteen dicks to handle that. I'm more than enough, but if you think your numerous ways to kick ass can beat the Mark Three, then by all means, we can have a go." He put the faceplate back on since he was going to be flying, and he'd have to hang on to her as well. "Tell me where to go then," he said, the voice coming out digitized again. He wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her into him, cold hard metal pressed against her body.