You know, if you fall, you've gotta land eventually.

Falling just to fall? That's gonna hurt, at some point. So maybe the real lesson is how to catch yourself.

[he's familiar with falling-- and with hard landings. he doesn't remember every single one he's had, but he knows enough to know he had them. still, his arm grips against her as they come to a stop-- shifting just slightly in scenery from the city to a park-- it's empty even if they can hear the sounds of trains whirring by or people in the distance.]