The Sunspire dandelion fluff

Zane was practically an rc car when it came to pretty faces and flirtatious looks. He was caught, hook and line, though the sinker part varied.  He'd do just about anything to close the deal; lie, flatter, beg. Anything but keep a promise, because the instant Zane felt tied down, he ditched.  And much as he liked to say otherwise, a good patch of his spotty history with packs was by choice.

Her pretty eyes had walked him right the fuck into this one though.  He'd tossed himself smack dab into a corner and now was left with three choices... bail, make up an excuse and potentially turn her off, or man up and climb the damn mountain.

Uh, sure thing.  He looked around for a good place to start, then indicated a path that led with a more level incline.  Maybe he'd woo her before they got too high, or find some pretty lower ledge or some shit.  Someplace he wouldn't have to worry about her (or moreso himself) yeeting into space at any given time.

Just be sure to watch your step.  Expert like me has this down, course, but mountains can be pretty tricky and dangerous spots.  You stick with me, you'll be fine.  Fake it till you make it, bro, fake it till you make it.  One step in front of the other.

I'm still surprised, pretty thing like you, all alone?  Makes no sense.  He added after a moment, mostly to get his mind off of how stupid this was and how much he hated watching the few trees around slowly being to be swallowed by the ledge they now walked upon.