[ It is quite the sight, he has to say. From the bottom and with no small amount of wonderment, Kizuna watches his companion get right to it on shaky hands and knees, using careful vaults of his palm or heels to slowly propel himself up the ladder. A remarkably human display of vulnerability for someone whose emotions read so askew of what he might normally expect...

(And yes, it's also pretty funny. He feels like he's truly getting to see something special here.) ]

We~ll. I'll be right behind you. So don't fear falling, alright?

[ True to his word, he also sets about clambering up the foam incline, grappling with the space in between its shallow and equally foamy rungs. ]

And rather than thinking of it as dirtying ourselves, [ a huff — he isn't actually the most athletic... ] think of it as making a connection.