"Yeah, that's them. All of us were different ages and nationalities, but it ended up not mattering, sometimes you get a family when you least expect it." That was pretty much what he'd told Venus only a little while ago. Even in this place, they'd found a family, a family Sam was quickly finding his own place in.

That seemed to be how it worked: everyone who made up Jet's family -the ones he cared to call his family, who were better than the one he'd been born to- fell into place when he hadn't been noticing.

He gave Sam a playful smile and let those thoughts fade before they became too overwhelming or he let his mind wonder too far into the subject of the other cyborgs. "So, you've always been a bird-guy, huh? Did you choose the name 'Falcon' or was that just a happy accident?"