Any way you slice it, Eddy looks nervous. That is, of course, just one of his default settings, along with: awkward, uncomfortable, and maybe indigestion. Crouched over the small, mouse-eared robot, he keeps fiddling with this joint or re-tightening that bolt and when he isn't, he's chipping at the last remains of the black varnish on his nails. This is the first competition since he joined the Magirobotics team and Eddy, for as shy and antisocial as he seems to be, puts a lot of stock in how well he can contribute to a team. He also, unfortunately, is very terrible at dancing.

Forcing himself to still his hands, due more to lack of time than anything else, he stares at the robot for a long pause. Mickey the First seems to recognize this is an important moment and stops her exploring to perch atop Mickey the Second's head, waiting. Another beat, and then a single 'yep' that evokes a whole silent litany of oh Merlin oh fuck this is really happening along with it. It's not much of a pep talk.