Donnie was out in the cold city of New York, testing new technology. He was fixing his tech-bō when he bumped into you. He stayed silent with this blank expression on his face as he walked away. You grabbed his arm, expecting him to apologize. He turned around to face you, the silver goggles shining on his head.

“Gasp my apologies.”

he had a pretty mono-toned voice. He didn’t really seem interested in talking to you. He acted pretty full of himself.