"You didn't need to," said Fox with a hint of annoyance. "It's obvious enough." Even if Ash didn't see it. Fox shrugged and leaned back. He stretched his arms up high, wound his fingers together, and yawned despite the fact that a tornado had just whirled away behind them. A week to consider something? Deep in his gut, Fox already knew his words wouldn't change, no matter how long the wait. So he tilted his head, and smiled a little. "Sure, if you insist. But don't you dare think I'll actually change my mind. " He'd go ahead and sneak into the truck if he had to, somehow.