Helmets and kneepads just mean you don't collect wicked battle scars!

"He's a buddy of mine," Casey's grin is pretty wide. "He's helped me take on the monsters that roam the city. Like we once got jumped by this crazy shadow horse thing at the carnival! It was crazy awesome!"

When Casey tells it, one might almost think it wasn't the near-disaster that nearly got them both killed. Or that it wasn't more-or-less entirely Casey's fault.