[ Who gets paint in their shoes? She does, apparently, but he can't answer how any better than she'd be able to... or how she's tracking """paint""" everywhere even though her socks are clean.
It... shouldn't matter, maybe, he thinks. Most of his life is spent not knowing how things work or why things are the way they are, but he finds that he doesn't need to know as long as he can keep moving forward, and if she can handstand her walk to the lockers without making a mess, the mechanics of it all doesn't matter. ]
We can make it more fun, maybe. [ He moves besides her, hands out in case he needs to steady her or help her down if ever she's about to fall. ] Make it a game, or something.
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It... shouldn't matter, maybe, he thinks. Most of his life is spent not knowing how things work or why things are the way they are, but he finds that he doesn't need to know as long as he can keep moving forward, and if she can handstand her walk to the lockers without making a mess, the mechanics of it all doesn't matter. ]
We can make it more fun, maybe. [ He moves besides her, hands out in case he needs to steady her or help her down if ever she's about to fall. ] Make it a game, or something.