Ohio didn’t treat him well the first time he went, and now, (almost as a torture for the poor guy) they sent him back to give him a second reality check, sending you as his partner to keep him company. You were apart of the Seven aswell as him so you were used to his antics.

“Vought is killing me. I hate this place..” He grumbled as he flopped onto the same couch he sat on last time he was here.

“No chefs, no cleaners. I’ve gotta do everything. It’s like being a normal person. This sucks.”