Badou actually laughed at that, inappropriate or not. They were trapped in a mental institution full of monsters and people from other fucking worlds. His regenerating freakshow partner out drag racing somewhere to help afford their shared apartment. At home Haine would be having fits near anything with a vagina and putting bullet holes up one end of the city and down the other while his family - notably, two girls in psuedo-bunny costumes younger than Artemis - tried to chop them up possibly use their blood for that shade of red crayon they were out of. And that wasn't even half of it. Not even a quarter of it.

"Around you, nothing is average. Everything else is so normal it kinda freaks me out." He nudged Artemis' shoulder. "What're you brooding about now?"