If that's what's necessary to make things better? Sign Drift up! He is happy, obliged even, to assist. It'd only be righ to rectify things. Aside from it being his pleasure, mind you.

"There was? Who would that stu--" Oh. Wait. He was incredibly stupid once upon his stupidly stubborn life. Right. Biting that one off with a cough, as he switches his hips in an effort to keep his balance while Wing frees his ankle. If anyone here is going to be 'into' Drift, that guy's last on the list! Not that there's much of a list at all really...

"Team?" This is what flabbergasted sounds like, with a dash of startlingly pleased. Drift just stares, a little openly mind, drinking in the view of a living Wing. "Yeah. We did make a pretty good team, once upon a time."

If 'team' means Wing yelling at him and Drift actually listening for once that is.