Cricket is quick to recover from his timidity, particularly since he was admiring how fluffy and white Ice Bear is from the beginning. He breaks into a warm smile and stands up to offer a handshake.

"Ice Bear. Nice to meet you, sir. I'm Cricket."

He glances over his shoulder and only seems more pleased by the sight of the other two bears. He wouldn't want to disturb their gaming, but talking bears strike him as all around delightful.

"Ain't never seen any kind of bears except black bears," he nods. "Do a lot of bears cook where you're from or are you, uh, unusual?"