Tony clearly was not doing enough to get Omega to take her hero role seriously, and she didn't even seem to like the skates very much, even though they were incredibly cool and Cassie would not have lied to him about that. The sound of his sigh through the mask was a metallic hiss as he looked down at Omega, then out at the drowsy mothcats. "The perfect," he said, finally letting her legs swing down to touch the ground, "that's the first step into turning into delicious breakfast fruits. Look, go see how round that one already is."