“What, how do I feel about them? They’re fine. I don’t have a problem with either Seven or Nine just because they’re cyborgs. We need them to survive, at this point. They seem perfectly friendly, Nine especially. Seven’s...he’s, well…”
“Seven?”
“Yeah. He’s Seven.” Cataclysm grinned at her. “I think it’s the hat.”
“The hat?”
“Yeah. It’s a douchebag hat.”

It always comes back to the douchebag hat XD

She mentally kicked herself for not speaking sooner as she shifted closer and just fucking kissed him.

HUZZAH!! About bloody time!