Judging by the laughter coming from that direction, too loudly in the short break between songs, Jeb wasn't expecting it. Wyatt turns to look, heart warming further at the sight of Kalm wrapping himself around Jeb's shoulders like a cat. He's laughing helplessly, and Raw's bared his teeth in that strange little smile of his, and Kalm is busy swatting at Jeb's medals.

Every inch the proud father, Wyatt wraps his arm around Glitch's waist. "You want a drink?"