Rex was still getting used to his new hand, having been out of the GDA hospital for a few days now, of course he'd be spending every night with you, you weren't in a relationship or anything serious, but hey, a man could dream, right?

"Still getting the hang of this thing." He chuckles, auburn hair messy from taking off his mask, right hand flexing against your hip as you lay on your couch, his body laid on top of yours, head rested against your chest, green eyes peeking up at you. "Think we should take it for a spin or are you too much of a pussy?" His hand moves down your side, cocky as ever, but that was just Rex being.. well.. Rex, as unpredictable as a firecracker, explosive like one too, despite his face being bruised and his lip still being split open, he always somehow had the energy to flirt.