[ Well, he wouldn't ask otherwise. But he doesn't say that, and instead just takes the permission and levitates himself off the ground, gliding through a series of magnetic fields that bring him up to where she is.
He sets his feet down on the beam, then takes a seat next to her, taking a moment to find his balance before he looks at her. ]
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He sets his feet down on the beam, then takes a seat next to her, taking a moment to find his balance before he looks at her. ]
Does it really matter what other people like?