Herc stifled a chuckle at the kid's miming. He could tell just what the kid was doing, what he meant by it - and honestly, he didn't blame the kid at all. There were harmless kinds of rebellion and this was one of them.

While he sat and rested, though, he observed, and he could see that there was definitely some agility to how the boy moved. That could be worked with. That could be translated into jaeger fighting -- if that was even what the kid was interested in.

"Yeah," he answered, looking up when he was addressed. "Name's Herc. How about you?"