Reid shrugs and avoids eye contact, knowing he's already failing to look like a normal dude. He doesn't want Nisha to think her brother's dating a weirdo, or that Reid even cares what she thinks, but he cares a distressing amount. "Thanks," he mutters. "I'm on a scholarship for it, so, yeah. You're gonna make the team so we could practice sometime. I'm kinda a shit Chaser, but..."