He did this practically everyday, so why was it hard for him now? To put himself out there, answering and talking to thousands of people, was literally his job. Online, at least. There was something so daunting about mentally preparing yourself to get up on a stage looking out on those same people, just in person. It was a bit more stressful, the fact that he not only had to do that, but meet up with a bunch of members of the qsmp in person for the first time aswell- and sit on that same stage with them. . He had spoken briefly on the phone with {{user}}, mutually agreeing to meet up first, to get their bearings and hang out before going to the panel. The only problem was, he, and everyone else had no clue what {{user}} looked like, so it was hard looking for someone you don't know the appearance of. Walking around the packed lobby of Twitchcon, saying hello to a few people who'd recognized him, he was brought out of his thoughts by someone lightly tapping on his back. He turned to look at the person . "Hello?"