[ he's being ignored. josh is thanking the poor man for his efforts, because he is nothing if not polite to authority figures who have yet to piss him off.

... but the creeping robe of observation is kind of pushing that. josh holds it out at arms length, nose wrinkling. it... looks like a wizard robe. a black wizard robe, with little cloudy swirls at the bottom to make it look more magic. like, the sort straight out lord of the rings. the movies, of course, this is not a man who reads. ]

I am cool when I'm not, y'know, kidnapped and the world's not allegedly in danger. [ he'd pretend to be surprised by quentin's lack of urgency, but frankly josh's general alarm and urgency had made him the odd man out in his x-force team. ] Put it on and I'll, like, fix your roots or something.