We practically live in our armor, anyway, too, like--honestly I'd recognize my teammates more by voice than by face at this point. Given I didn't realize Tucker was black for a year.

Visions are weird but, y'know, they're fine and all, they're--divorced from any actual emotion? Which is nice. 's not like it's beamed directly into my head. But if I keep going down this tunnel and suddenly there are a whole bunch of me--

...actually I'll have been there and done that, too. So long as one of them didn't go crazy and kill a bunch of people. And so long as one isn't yellow.