The monstrously large detective frowns a bit, he counting something off on his fingers. "Why, I'll be tarred'n'feathered we're almost a five man band. Speedster, Big Guy, a Brainy Guy, the Chick, and now all we need is the Leader and we'd be right set for formin' our own little super group.", the guffaw was a good-natured one. He however was a little bit distraught that someone was so scared of him that she wouldn't even bother sitting close enough to talk. However. He does offer a cautious smile in the Speedster's direction, "I don't mean t'be scary ma'am. I just am.".<br/><br/>Of course, those differently colored eyes show a little hurt feelings but, you know? He's an old git, he's had worse.<br/><br/>Anyway, as he looks about; his scar laden lips twinge a bit into a moue of curiosity. He looking over to the girl who'd spoke after him, to the 'persuader', to the Math Wizard... And then to himself. For some reason he wanted to point out that there were three magic users, and that someone with technology would be useful on the team. But, he keeps himself quiet until asked.<br/><br/>And by the Creative Commons License, he would!