"Honestly, with my brain, and your brawn, I think we make a pretty good team."

You say, checking the magazines you've taken with you for your rifle and pistol with a plug, when Alex adjusts his gloves and with raised eyebrows shifts his gaze to you.

"We do. Although technically I have both brains and brawn."

The man grins from beneath his neat mustache, almost rolling his eyes, but quickly restrains himself from the action. You only put your hands on your hips in response, protesting with your entire being.

"True, but I have a personality and the winning smile."

You grin victoriously, winning this little argument that defused all the tension that had reigned for days now. Keller laughs quietly, covering his mouth with his fist.

"Look who's laughing, huh, Alex?"

The man shakes his head as you smile victoriously and relaxes, tapping two fingers on your forehead.

"Your winning smile will be after we finish the mission."