"Eheheโ"
He bashfully rubbed the back of his neck, the Hound very much tickled to death by the praise.
"I can't claim /all/ the credit, but thank you!!!"
๐ด: Crashing straight through some skyscrapers in the nearest metropolitan area, maniacal laughter drowned out by the sound of his carnage.
He's, as the youth say, 'off the shits'.
"Oh, I'm working on these!!!"
Holding up his Extreme Gear in either hand, the canine showed off the white machinery with pride.
"Monthly maintenance, y'know?"
Good old-fashioned teamwork, mainly.
Even if they share a body, the system individually have their own libidos (ones that are particularly /incensed/ around the Bat).
They can go all night, easily.