Yes'sir. [ The humour is warm in his voice, and he waits until just before her feet touch down, before pushing off.
He grips the tether in his good hand, pulling it as he goes to keep himself on the right trajectory, and then lands (a little too close) next to Bobbie, boots hissing as they reengage. ]
Alright, should be able to see whatever the hell is holdin' it up, from just over that ridge.
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He grips the tether in his good hand, pulling it as he goes to keep himself on the right trajectory, and then lands (a little too close) next to Bobbie, boots hissing as they reengage. ]
Alright, should be able to see whatever the hell is holdin' it up, from just over that ridge.