[Oh good he's back to normal (???)

Ana heaves her claymore over her shoulder with a sigh, taking a glance over of their surroundings to make sure there aren't any stragglers. Only to instantly bristle at his words, glaring at him sharply before huffing - her tone dipping into something mockingly sweet.]

I don't want to hear that from someone who can't even control his damn Vision. Maybe try a little harder next time, o~kay?

[At least they worked together for like... five minutes.]