[similar to caleb, he's blinking in the bright lights, bringing a hand up to his eyes to shield them for a moment, especially as the spotlight shifts to him. he's just kind of - pausing awkwardly after he listens to that first "rap", kind of looking like he wants to ask caleb if he's okay or if he needs a minute, but. not the time.

he looks incredibly uncertain and unsure when he starts, too, looking down at the microphone like it's something incredibly foreign. the flow of his words is also not great at all, and he keeps awkwardly pausing like he needs more time to think of something to say, but—]

Okay, uh, uhhhh - you're losing your grip but our focus is clear,
Gonna... make some rhymes, let's get it in gear!
Real or not, I'm here to do my best,
So you better be ready to get - put to the test?
You can't bring us down, we can't be beat,
So it's time you face you're gonna taste defeat,
The music keeps on playing and you're sweating in the heat,
And when all is said and done you'll know you're... obsolete...?

[kill him]

And, Winter Division's here to bring you down,
We're drowning you out, we're taking the crown,
Standing there, you just look like a clown,
And when you lose, it'll be with a frown...

[KILL HIM]