[Lucas nods. . . . He feels a little silly with Crowe watching, but it's not like he can ask him to turn away. Walking towards the beginning area, Lucas pauses awkwardly for another moment or two before breaking out into a run. Slowly, at first, then speeding up as he gets less self-conscious.
Lucas is surprisingly decent. He's small, of course, which makes it easier to squeeze around the cones and through the tires, but he's also faster than would be expected. A quarter through, he smashes into a sawhorse instead of jumping over it and naturally falls forward . . . rolling into a somersault and getting up again with minimal wasted time. He does hop in place a little as he heals himself, though.
The rest of the course is completed without much trouble; it wasn't too long after all.]
T-That wasn't very good, huh. I've been really lazy for a year.
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Lucas is surprisingly decent. He's small, of course, which makes it easier to squeeze around the cones and through the tires, but he's also faster than would be expected. A quarter through, he smashes into a sawhorse instead of jumping over it and naturally falls forward . . . rolling into a somersault and getting up again with minimal wasted time. He does hop in place a little as he heals himself, though.
The rest of the course is completed without much trouble; it wasn't too long after all.]
T-That wasn't very good, huh. I've been really lazy for a year.