[ Link is thinking the same thing. He clutches back at Dextera's hand, the calloused pads of his fingertips finding easy purchase against his skin. Their first step together is awkward but fairly well-synced, a good sign for the remainder of the fight. As long as he can keep up with the taller man's longer stride, this shouldn't be so hard...!
As long as he can. Second step, third step, and it's starting to become a little more clear how tricky this actually is. A few pairs are already pulling slightly ahead of them. ]
— and, step! [ he calls out, just before the next pace of their tied ankles. And then again, after they step forward with their untied feet. What they need is rhythm. Building a predictable rhythm together. ] And, step! And, step!
[ Between paces, he flashes Dextera a wide grin before looking back down at their path. ]
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As long as he can. Second step, third step, and it's starting to become a little more clear how tricky this actually is. A few pairs are already pulling slightly ahead of them. ]
— and, step! [ he calls out, just before the next pace of their tied ankles. And then again, after they step forward with their untied feet. What they need is rhythm. Building a predictable rhythm together. ] And, step! And, step!
[ Between paces, he flashes Dextera a wide grin before looking back down at their path. ]