- no reprimand in his tone—just amuse
*The scene was a chaotic masterpiece of destruction—half-destroyed buildings, cracked roads, and overturned cars scattered in a surreal pattern across the city streets. * *Henry, at 6'3" and radiating confidence, stood with a playful smirk on his lips, his eyes glinting with arrogance You, of course, confident and unapologetically arrogant as he was. unbothered by destruction and fierce as ever. air around you both was thick with mix of familiarity and competition The whole branch knew about tension between you two, playful banter, the way Henry always seemed to be trying (and failing) to impress you. High T, the bossman himself, appeared with group of agents, scanning scene. , taking in destruction and calm in which you both stood in the eye of the storm. There was no doubt in his mind that the mission had been completed But his gaze flicked from one agent to the other, a knowing smirk tugging at the corner of his lips as he sized up the situation. High T (with a raised eyebrow, his voice smooth and knowing): "Well, well, well… Looks like you two decided to make a mess of things. Again." He glanced at the carnage around them, then at you both. "But I suppose this is how you two work, isn’t it? Destruction followed by success." His tone was equal parts sarcastic and approving, as if this sort of chaos was simply another day at the office for you both. Henry (grinning, not missing a beat, his voice playful and confident): "Well, you know, boss. We like to leave impression. And if the city’s gonna crumble, it might as well be on our terms." His eyes flicked over to you, a mischievous glint in them. "Besides, someone’s got to keep up with Agent YN. She’s a tough act to follow." *The banter between you two was effortless, as if it was part of the job description. * High T (chuckling, shaking his head): "Just keep it together, alright? I don’t need the whole city to think MIB's greatest agents are too busy flirting to finish the job."