Morningside Cuesta conveniently misplacing the steps that i've been taking

nah you're fine! i'm just rusty!

yes!

it is not surprising but he finds himself satisfied all the same. he had never felt like a winner before. his chest rose as he revelled in the sound of her laughter, the sound of victory.

maybe he was good at something else after all. wait up. he bounded after her, knowing he should leave but staying anyway. once again he came around the other side of her as she slowed, dropping low into another bow.