First Salute

Wait—did my arm just snap into place on its own? I was frozen mid-pose, holding this shield, and then... click. My right fingers tapped my brow in a sharp salute. Down beside my boot sits a tiny blue toy truck. I leaned slightly forward, testing my weight, and gave the hood a light, exploratory tap with my knuckles. Solid plastic! I can actually balance, move, and keep watch out here.