[Hurricane's memory is pretty short. He's in his pajamas in front of a bathroom mirror, trying to get his nose to stop bleeding.]

[He asks his mother if she thinks it'll be okay, because he has another sync test today. She tells him to stop acting like a coward and go get his uniform on; his session's in thirty minutes.]

[It takes him a second to get the smile back up, but as soon as he does:]

- cool. Who's up next?