"Let's see what you can do now so I have a baseline to start from." Malcolm notes a line of tension through their new-old pilot, and he can't say he blames him. That he's willing to try and get back on the horse--or in this case, the giant robot--is respectable. "Standard first to three pins wins." He rolls his shoulders and settles into a ready stance, something wider and more fluid. Not his usual, but Mr. Murray did indicate a willingness to broaden his horizons. "Begin."