You sighed, adjusting your position slightly in the reclined driver's seat that acted as your bed for the night. You'd been cruising the highway with Heatwave for quite a while now, listening to him vent about his team and everything else that was bothering him. Eventually, it'd gotten dark, and he'd pulled over to let you catch up on some Z's.

"I hope you're comfortable." Heatwave commented, his voice laced with subtle irritation.