Okay, wait. Drift (was that this robot's real name?) wanted Tucker to shake that giant hand and not get it crushed? Yeah, yeah, fuck that, not happening.

So, Tucker smacked it in a high-five instead. Totally legit and fine, right? Not rude at all. And it sounded...so weirdly small, which was embarrassing in itself.

Not focusing on that. Just think of him as a nicer Freckles.

"Tucker. Or Chick Magnet to the screaming masses." He smiled, all bright and shining. "Um, so, are you a guy in that metal suit or what?"