When Vince mentioned him being 'extra sleepy today', Terrance just huffed. Knowing VInce, he either was tired, or he was just trying to screw around with him. Both were just as plausible, and either way, he was probably going to pull some stupid joke on him and everybody just to give them a few scares.<br/><br/>When they arrived at the jet, he placed a hand on Vince's shoulder, pausing him before they stepped in. "Hey, maybe it'd be a better idea if I drove it." He whispered, then continued. "You don't want to give anyone a heart atta-" He stopped, as he saw Motherboard had arrived. After pulling his hand from Vince's shoulder, he gave the speaker his full attention. When she said hello, he merely nodded, giving a miniature smile. It wasn't that he hated or disliked Motherboard, he knew she wasn't evil. It was only a bit awkward to speak with somebody who you now had the job of, and who once was an evil tyrant. Almost as soon as she arrived, she had left, which neither upset nor relieved Terrance.<br/><br/>Inside the jet, Terrance sat beside Vince in the front, his head lowered as a hand covered his eyes, seriously contemplating his life choices and why he ever decided to let Vince fly a jet. He looked up, to see Vince looking as though he fell asleep. Quickly he reached over, grabbing the jet's tiller from Vince, lifting and straightening the jet's flight. When he did this he also heard the voice of William behind him, and he snapped his head around to look at him.<br/><br/>"Don't worry, I've got it under control!" He called back, before he glared quickly at VInce. "Either you wake up and take this seriously, or I fly pal. Nonna' us want these kinda' shenanigans today." After saying that, he thought to himself, before he reached over to pull Vince out of the seat so he could take over as he still held the tiller. "Y'know what, I think I'll just fly the jet from here anyway."