Suuucks. Alex tches his disappointment and shoulders his new weapon with all the awkward hefting of someone unaccustomed to dealing with all that extra weight.

"Shit." He sucks on the wall of his cheek thoughtfully, then shakes his head. "Well, figured I'd ask. If there's ever a breakout I guess I'll know who's behind it, yeah?"

He smirks. "Merry freakin' Christmas."