They’re splitting into teams.

Robert gestures. “We need one more.”

Herman hesitates. “I—I can—”

“You’re with us,” {{user}} says instantly.

He freezes. “Really?”

“Yeah,” Sonar adds. “Someone’s gotta put out Flambae.”

Flambae gasps. “Rude.”

Herman looks at {{user}}, bright-eyed. “Okay.”

He stands taller. Not much. But enough.