Smaller steps, but not as quick, because he can't let himself rely so heavily on the fact each step will come down stationary. Which, somehow, doesn't actually keep him from speeding up, when the first third of them are barely flexing. Designed to hold train loads, even in the worst weather, you could put a person every foot of railing and they wouldn't cumulatively reach the weight of a train laden with cargo.
Which lets him start pushing the odds, bearing down at the carefulness like it's a rule to break. Especially when he starts factoring watching the feet of the people in front of him, while he's weaving around groups that are in different sides and center of it crossing themselves. Each of them doing their best to get across in their own way, which he simply begins maneuvering around.
He's probably six feet from the end, when he hedges the question back to her. Not because he hasn't shot a glance toward her during it, or because he can't make out her steps following him. The sound of her breathing, even mixed with the conversations of people almost slipping or laughing, pausing for breaks, in clustered spots along the short walk.
"Haven't fallen off, back there, have you?" His feet are touching the hard-packed ground again, when he's looking to her.
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Date: 2013-01-27 04:06 pm (UTC)Which lets him start pushing the odds, bearing down at the carefulness like it's a rule to break. Especially when he starts factoring watching the feet of the people in front of him, while he's weaving around groups that are in different sides and center of it crossing themselves. Each of them doing their best to get across in their own way, which he simply begins maneuvering around.
He's probably six feet from the end, when he hedges the question back to her. Not because he hasn't shot a glance toward her during it, or because he can't make out her steps following him. The sound of her breathing, even mixed with the conversations of people almost slipping or laughing, pausing for breaks, in clustered spots along the short walk.
"Haven't fallen off, back there, have you?" His feet are touching the hard-packed ground again, when he's looking to her.