[ - oh, right, he hadn't shut the channel off. his eyes open when nate speaks, huffs at the question, as if the answer should be answer enough. he shifts, sits straight and adjusts the rifle against his shoulder, taking another look around his surroundings. ]

Besides bored out of my mind? Bloody brilliant, mate. [ he shifts again - god, these seats are really uncomfortable - and drums his fingers against the rifle. ] What about you and the old man? Has he thrown his hip out yet?

[ yeah, he's totally expecting reprisal for that one, if sullivan's listening in. better a brief argument to break the tedium before he goes out of his head just waiting around for them to get back. maybe staying behind would've been better, if he's going to be stuck in the getaway car every time after this. that or he's going to have to ignore victor's arguments, because there's no way he's doing this again. ]