[ He moves to lean a bit more heavily on his forearm, settling his arm of flesh and bone to join it along the top of the fence. ]

Yeah, I don't buy it either. Pretty sure we make our own fate, even if we get knocked around a bit in the process.

[ After getting momentarily distracted by the cheering as well, he refocuses and lets out a brief laugh. ]

Sure would be nice to have something fresh. You gotta figure out where that wheel of yours is hiding.

[ Not that he actually thinks there's a physical wheel, but he's just having a little fun despite their situation. ]

Name's Cassidy.

[ He'd kind of let Claude's introduction slip by without answer, but not from any attempt to appear mysterious. He's used plenty of aliases over the years, but he'd rather people know him as himself instead of a role he's playing. ]