"Quit it already, you're making me blush," he said lightly, giving Marco's shoulder a final squeeze. He let Marco help him up, giving him a look.

"Flying?" Right before a battle? Well it was important to Marco so he would but... "Fine but no loops or fancy things like that," he said, looking into the mirror as he combed his hair back and tied it tight.

"I'll need to wear a hat and I don't want it flying off. The humidity around here will kill my hair for tomorrow."