[That is a rather large hand. This close up, Bobby is fairly certain that Hercules is even bigger than Hank. When he slides his hand into Hercules' for a good shake, he decides that it's at least a little bigger. But he does wish Hank was here. Hank might explain this in a way that would completely go over Bobby's head, but the comfort of that explanation would be nice.

Actually, it's the comfort of his team that would be nice.

But Hercules being his friend and wanting to get to know him doesn't sound half bad, not at all. He perks up at the idea. Hercules isn't like Kitty, after all. He doesn't seem to be looking at him with a prepared sense of contempt that he ... likely deserves ... but doesn't want to be looked at with all the time. Sometimes, he can't help how he is! (Sometimes. Only sometimes.)]

I can definitely handle you getting to know me as the guy that I am. Besides, we sort of have to stick together if we know each other, right? [This second question is asked with a bit of hope in Bobby's eyes.]