Joker isn't entirely sure how the hell he got dragged into this, and he's not completely sure how he feels about foam on his wings, but he guesses it doesn't matter. It's far too easy to get dragged into the energy and excitement, something that he's been fighting since Day 1 in favor of trying to watch after Snake....

and it's too easy to go along with those hands, especially since he'd recognize them anyway.

Grinning as his eyes slide halfway shut, brilliant pink under the lashes, he slides his arm around Psi's neck. "Well, look who it is."