[ Watching her jump is a lot of things: kind of funny, kind of brave, kind of scary? More than he remembers it being with Nathan, back when they were kids--but he was a stupid teenager then, convinced he was gonna live forever.
And there's nothing to worry about, anyway, because she makes it without any trouble. Sure, the landing's something they gotta work on, but for the most part? She did good. ]
Hey, hey, you're okay. Walk it off, right? [ He's holding out a hand to her as he says it, trying to help her up and make sure she didn't take any real damage all at once. ] Lookit this place.
[ The only flowers he recognizes are the roses, but they all smell incredible to him. It's a small space, made strangely cozy by all the plants--there's even a little table and chairs under a pergola that's all grown over with greenery. ]
[Her stomach hurts a bit, and her pride is wounded, but otherwise she's fine. When she takes his hand, he gets a rush of adrenaline and fading fear, and she beams at him.]
Holy shit, that was awesome.
[It's only then that she looks around at the flowers and plants crowding the rooftop. There's so many that they nearly hide the safety wall, making the whole thing look like some kind of tiny jungle in the sky.]
[ And he's all pride, grinning down at her and coming through the palm of his hand: atta girl, Kyna, now look at this. She seems happy enough that he'd be tempted to keep holding on, if he didn't think it'd get weird. ]
Do that a couple hundred more times, you'll be an expert. C'mon.
[ And now that they're here, they can enjoy themselves a little. He walks over to the patio set, under the shade of hundreds of leaves, and makes himself at home. ]
There's so many people living in these buildings that everyone figures I'm just from another floor. Long as they don't see me jumping over, no one catches on.
Started sneaking outta the orphanage when I was twelve. [ He plucks a little green leaf from one of the plants and twirls between his fingers idly. Months without smoking, God help him, and he still needs shit to do with his hands. ] Tougher than it sounds--they were trying to keep us in, y'know.
![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
no subject
And there's nothing to worry about, anyway, because she makes it without any trouble. Sure, the landing's something they gotta work on, but for the most part? She did good. ]
Hey, hey, you're okay. Walk it off, right? [ He's holding out a hand to her as he says it, trying to help her up and make sure she didn't take any real damage all at once. ] Lookit this place.
[ The only flowers he recognizes are the roses, but they all smell incredible to him. It's a small space, made strangely cozy by all the plants--there's even a little table and chairs under a pergola that's all grown over with greenery. ]
Whaddaya think? Worthy of a few pics?
no subject
Holy shit, that was awesome.
[It's only then that she looks around at the flowers and plants crowding the rooftop. There's so many that they nearly hide the safety wall, making the whole thing look like some kind of tiny jungle in the sky.]
This is amazing.
no subject
Do that a couple hundred more times, you'll be an expert. C'mon.
[ And now that they're here, they can enjoy themselves a little. He walks over to the patio set, under the shade of hundreds of leaves, and makes himself at home. ]
There's so many people living in these buildings that everyone figures I'm just from another floor. Long as they don't see me jumping over, no one catches on.
no subject
Wow, sneaky. You're an expert, huh?
no subject
no subject
no subject
Without visitors or phone calls, yeah. They send you to church at all when you were a kid?