[Though even as he grunts the reassurance she's looking at the bike and him and for whatever reason he nearly opens his mouth to brag about that one time he dodged through traffic during a snowfall with Lux and a few pairs of ice skates jamming his tires - at that same time he halfway catches himself (what was that thought even) and she reaches out. Speaks up, and it's the best thing he's heard in days. At the very least. Best not to think about it, he just sits up, stands and nearly yanks her along with his enthusiasm.
And despite how much is wrong, with everything, the idea of a bike ride with her along is enough to clear all of that to side for a fleeting moment. Bike ride. The two of them and hehasabikeholyshityesbikes. Before he knows it he's throwing a leg across and settling like it was made for him - and then he grips it with his other hand, looks up at her at the same time he realizes it was made for him - and for just that second looks like a kid in a toy shop.
Of course then it's all business and nodding to the front of him as he stands over it, not jumping up and down on the balls of his feet but that same sort of air of excited impatience is down there somewhere, despite how calm he tries to come across and the layers of stoicism he slaps over it. In this case it's harder to hide, the idea that she should be excited too colliding with his genuine joy over sitting on a bike for the first time in nearly a year. Kind of a whiplash and he knows everything he just ignored will catch up to them but he's selfish and he wants this moment.]
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[Though even as he grunts the reassurance she's looking at the bike and him and for whatever reason he nearly opens his mouth to brag about that one time he dodged through traffic during a snowfall with Lux and a few pairs of ice skates jamming his tires - at that same time he halfway catches himself (what was that thought even) and she reaches out. Speaks up, and it's the best thing he's heard in days. At the very least. Best not to think about it, he just sits up, stands and nearly yanks her along with his enthusiasm.
And despite how much is wrong, with everything, the idea of a bike ride with her along is enough to clear all of that to side for a fleeting moment. Bike ride. The two of them and hehasabikeholyshityesbikes. Before he knows it he's throwing a leg across and settling like it was made for him - and then he grips it with his other hand, looks up at her at the same time he realizes it was made for him - and for just that second looks like a kid in a toy shop.
Of course then it's all business and nodding to the front of him as he stands over it, not jumping up and down on the balls of his feet but that same sort of air of excited impatience is down there somewhere, despite how calm he tries to come across and the layers of stoicism he slaps over it. In this case it's harder to hide, the idea that she should be excited too colliding with his genuine joy over sitting on a bike for the first time in nearly a year. Kind of a whiplash and he knows everything he just ignored will catch up to them but he's selfish and he wants this moment.]