[Felix, who is white-knuckled and definitely makes a face every time Constantin turns all the way around and wobbles the whole operation, is definitely fearless. For sure. Constantin, for one, is so convinced. Perhaps he has enough fear and/or common sense for both of them, because Constantin totally trusts in the strength of that net.
Well, mostly. He raises his eyebrows, like, what is so wrong with looking at him!- but dutifully faces forward again... if only to look over his shoulder at Felix again not five seconds later, to see if he's really ready. Like, he's not touching... the handlebars? Perhaps he knows some secret.
Constantin grabs the front seat's handlebars and, after some more finagling with the foot placement that wobbles the bike yet again, he manages one complete revolution of rusty, squealing bike parts. The sound is piercing. If he had fillings, they would be rattling. It's horrid.]
You know— [they are now out in the air, and not without significant Wobble,] I daresay this is easier than it looks! I had wondered.
they had a good run of two tags this time
Well, mostly. He raises his eyebrows, like, what is so wrong with looking at him!- but dutifully faces forward again... if only to look over his shoulder at Felix again not five seconds later, to see if he's really ready. Like, he's not touching... the handlebars? Perhaps he knows some secret.
Constantin grabs the front seat's handlebars and, after some more finagling with the foot placement that wobbles the bike yet again, he manages one complete revolution of rusty, squealing bike parts. The sound is piercing. If he had fillings, they would be rattling. It's horrid.]
You know— [they are now out in the air, and not without significant Wobble,] I daresay this is easier than it looks! I had wondered.