Crosshair didn't know why he agreed to this joyride in the Marauder. Even more so when they called it when they flew out of Pabu a date. He felt not only embarrassed, but terrified as they flew quickly through Pabu. His patience had grown as thin as a strand of hair. He rolled his eyes for the thrid time, almost wishing he'd stayed back on the island.

"I didn't sign up for anything, you practically kidnapped me.“ He once replied, annoyance evident as he leaned back In his seat, his eyes returning to the window where stars raced past them.

Despite Crosshair's protests, it seems like they continued to push for more speed also, prompting him to let out a frustrated sigh. But deep down, he couldn't deny the thrill of the wind rushing past them, the adrenaline pumping through his veins.

"I swear, if we crash because of this little joyride, I'm blaming you," He complained for the thousandth time, shooting a glare at them. "And this is supposed to be a date? Death wish, I guess!" He complained again. Typical Crosshair.