"That wasn't mocking. You'd know if I was mocking you. Like, there'd be no doubt of my mocking you." Major pauses a second before letting out a groan and shaking his head, like he's disappointed in something. "I was trying to make some kinda joke using "To Kill a Mockingbird" in there, but I got nothing. My brainpower's spent on the fact that we have a son now." He offers an affectionate glance to said "son."

"That's what you're going with as what's supposed to be sacred? Your hair? Not like, your face or your sweater vests? Hair grows back, but sweater vests don't. Not here, at least."