thistle
Patience is a becoming trait.
Jun forgot his previous fatigue entirely as he listened to the pair. Falling into open air was generally not something that crossed his mind often, and the fact that Oliver had even slipped in the word 'die' mortified Jun. "This is safe...?" he started uncertainly, flicking his eyes between the two. "And it's at night?" He sounded even more dubious, scooting back instinctively till he hit the wall. Raya's grip was too strong but he pulled it at still, like a pup tugging at a leash. "Can't I just sit behind and watch you two jump together?"