[ Probably he should be a little worried, outward display of bravado notwithstanding. He should worry about the very real possibility of falling. He should worry about ceding control to an unknown factor. He should worry about throwing up and ruining the moment.
Yet all the what-ifs seem small and irrelevent as she takes them up through the open air, Quarentine below them turning indistinct. He screams delightedly as they drop into freefall, bursting into laughter as they scrape the surface of the lake. The loop is just the icing on the cake, and by now he thinks he's getting the hang of this enough to know how to shift his small weight just so, helping the balance stay even in that precarious spot. ]
Man. [ Yeah he's a little breathless now. ] I don't know that I'd ever come back.
[ If he could do this whenever he wanted. See the whole world, and not just Quarentine. ]
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Yet all the what-ifs seem small and irrelevent as she takes them up through the open air, Quarentine below them turning indistinct. He screams delightedly as they drop into freefall, bursting into laughter as they scrape the surface of the lake. The loop is just the icing on the cake, and by now he thinks he's getting the hang of this enough to know how to shift his small weight just so, helping the balance stay even in that precarious spot. ]
Man. [ Yeah he's a little breathless now. ] I don't know that I'd ever come back.
[ If he could do this whenever he wanted. See the whole world, and not just Quarentine. ]