Hobbes smirks a little, biting his bottom lip. "There was a crooked man and he walked a crooked mile..." he murmured, almost laughing. He sounded a little awed.

"You're so full of shit, Pinocchio." He laughed again, glancing up at Mike through his lashes. "Yeah. I'll go with you. Gotta swing home so I can kit up but...yeah. I'm in." He rolled his eyes again, this time at himself.

"More or less like always."