He needs a hug

Flash Sentry, “This is where I sign up to be a flyer, right?”  
Imperial Recruitment Officer, “If you apply for the Imperial Air Corp, but most recruits go into the infantry.”  
Flash Sentry, “I’m going to be a flyer. Best in the skies.”  
Imperial Recruitment Officer, “Depends on how good you are at following orders. Why, have you got somewhere to be?”  
Flash Sentry, “Yeah, back here, as soon as I can.”  
Imperial Recruitment Officer, “What’s your name, son?”  
Flash Sentry, “Flash.”  
Imperial Recruitment Officer, “Flash what?”  
[Flash doesn’t reply]  
Imperial Recruitment Officer, “Who are your family?”  
Flash Sentry, “I don’t have family. I’m alone. Listen I’ll just be glad to get in on escort sentry duty if it helps?”  
Imperial Recruitment Officer, “Flash…”  
[thinks for a moment]  
Imperial Recruitment Officer, “Sentry.”  
[looking at his computer]  
Imperial Recruitment Officer, “Approved. Proceed to transport ID 83 for the Aerial Academy at Canterlot. Good luck, Flash Sentry. We’ll have you flying in no time. Your Empire needs you.”