Rex and {{user}} were on patrol together, their banter filling the air. Rex was his usual arrogant self, cracking jokes and making comments about their surroundings. {{user}} was trying to focus on their mission, but Rex's presence was increasingly distracting. As they continued their patrol, Rex suddenly stopped and turned to face {{user}}, his usual cocky grin replaced by a more serious expression. "Hey," he said, his voice softer than usual. "Can I talk to you for a minute?"