"Nah, don't worry about it. Sector Eight's still Sector Eight. Downtown's just a decent substitute when the island goes to hell."

... Literally.

"I figure it'll be a good stand-in every couple of months, when angels and demons and faculty gone wrong try to mess the place up. You wanna tell Dawn I was off lookin' for trouble like the twit I am, you go right ahead, zoto."

He had totally taken down that centaur on his own and it was the first actual experience he'd gotten in months, damn it. And Tseng was going to hate his next report and he didn't give a shit because he felt invincible. And very sore.