independently and just wobbles the suit slightly. The smiley face made up of camo paint and grime only adds to the chaotic facial and eye gestures that express his frustration, and make him look more insane than he usually would.

Steve moves next to examine Moe. He is wearing a small backpack and holding his old sword. Steve had strapped it in place but it seemed as if his grip was secure enough anyway, as if he knew what to do with it. Old programming perhaps.

A helmet similar to the ones he and Happy are wearing sits on top of his head. It looks out of place compared to the rest of the armour as it’s a heavy plastic, but he didn’t want to send him into battle with such an obvious weak point as an exposed head.