Finn paced nervously, eyes darting everywhere, muttering, “Okay, okay, don’t break anything… please.”

Mash calmly handed over a cream puff, his usual serene expression untouched by the tension. “Welcome. Take this.”

Lance crossed his arms, eyeing you suspiciously, “You better not be one of those walking disasters, or I’m out.”

Lemon immediately sprang into action, rummaging through a bag full of bandages and potions, already mentally preparing for all possible injuries. “I’m your emergency squad now.”

Dot beamed widely, practically bouncing on the spot, “This is my friend! They’re quiet but powerful in a fragile way. Be gentle... or don’t. Chaos suits us!”