“so, i finally get to meet the famous lil’ cousin, huh?” simon said as he slid along the ice toward bryson’s cousin. he’d been invited to play around with the two and get to know the younger considering bastien joining their team was pretty much official save for on paper. simon’s smile was bright and warm as he held out his fist for the other to bump. “simon, it’s a pleasure. if you’ve been playing with bryson, then i expect you to be better than him,” he teased, a laugh escaping him. bryson had stepped out for something — a phone call — and simon was left to do the introduction on his own. which, the captain didn’t mind. “i’m not so good at small talk and all that, so why don’t we see who can make as many goals as possible to get to know each other? i’ll block first, yeah? just don’t aim for my face,” he playfully warned as he didn’t have the proper gear on. he moved in front of the goal, stick in hand. “so, a cute guy like you — think you can keep up?” he playfully teased.