>>17464639"What happened?"For once, both silliness and humor are put on the backburner.
The group turns to you, your tone is suddenly stern, you seem edgier than before, and your fists are clenched as if you have some bad beef with someone that needs to be dealt with. Clemont clams up, twiddling his fingers.
"W-Wha? You want to help us out? R-Really?"
"...Yeah. Just tell me what's happened first. I mean, I know we haven't known each other for a terribly long time, but I have a feeling, a really bad one. It reminds me of a feeling I had this morning. I just know something despicable and absolutely disgusting is going on in that tower. And I want to know what."
You place a hand on Clemont's queasy shoulder, "I feel you bro, and I feel like /we/ could be bros, and it starts right here with this predicament. I can help, I'm willing to help, and I /want/ to help, it's my schtick, but you need to quack up and tell me what the issue here is, got it?"
Ultimately, this little unexpected speech does some justice. The geek feels you too, bro, and understands that he always has a buddy to rely on, guy. And that maybe you, guy, can become one of his buddies, bro. Clemont nods and gets a hold of himself.
Isn't it beautiful how alpha you can look in comparison to someone on a tier lower than you are?
