"Yippee!" The girl's delight was unmistakable. Andor gave her a disapproving look, his chest heaving up and down as he fought to catch his breath.
"You shouldn't really cheer." He reminded her, although he had been known to celebrate a victory in just such a manner himself. Madeline pouted slightly but she said nothing. Though she had been working with Andor for a few months now, she was still aware of the fact he could technically dump her as his sidekick at any moment, should he so desire. Therefore she did her best to make sure she didn't argue with him. Well, not a lot at any rate. With someone like Andor, it was nearly impossible to never argue with him.
"Sorry," she muttered, casting her gaze around the alley. The now-deserted and completely crime-free alley, "I'm just pleased, that's all. We cleared those guys in five minutes flat."
"It's not a race." Andor replied, though he was smiling. He had never imagined when all this began that this sidekick thing would work out so well. He was genuinely fond of Madeline, or 'Chasm' as she preferred to be called when they were out. Fond enough to trust her with his secret identity and all of his fighting techniques. She was a good kid, if a little headstrong. Not to mention she was a useful ally on the battlefield
{A-15, 5/5, 4} {C-18, 3/5, 4}