Press was lost in thought when someone asked him, "[i]You don't seem that nervous about putting your head on the line to catch a potentially dangerous individual, whats your secret?[/i]" His head snapped up and he turned toward Stitches. His visor popped up, and he said, "What are you talking about? I'm plenty nervous. The trick is just being able to hide it really well." Press smiled and continued on. "That put aside, though, wearing a high-tech suit of armor helps as well." Horus then tapped Press' helmet with his wing and made a small noise. Press turned toward Horus and said, "Yeah yeah, having you here helps too, Horus." Horus then dipped his head down as if to nod in agreement. Press turned back toward Stitches and smiled. "So yeah, I'm just fine, thanks for asking. What about you, though?"