"Hate to break it to you, but I'm pretty sure it's because you're awesome."

Paco walked up behind Jaime and slung an arm over his shoulders -- his left arm, because he didn't want to start his best friend on a guilt-spiral over the cyborg arm. "Need someone to vent to, bro?"

For all his breezy talk, he was actually worried about his friend. The first Jaime on board had...well, pretty much zombified himself with responsibility and guilt; Paco wasn't going to let that happen again.