[ wally pouts, only a little, because he is well aware of pink absolutely does not match his hair, but it's fine. he'll humor you, dick grayson. but only because you're his best friend. ]
[ he follows dick to the mats, dropping his pants next to one of them before he plops himself down to follow dick's demonstrations. ]
You know, I have stretched before in my life. I mean, okay, maybe not since PE in high school, but -- [ he leans over one leg, bending as far as he can go, which is not as far as he would like. maybe he is a little out of practice. ] I'm not exactly a normal person.
[ he rolls his eyes at dick moving into the splits, shaking his head. ] Show off.
[ Most definitely a show off, especially when he doesn't need to take his own advice about tilting his hips back, sitting there with his thighs all but perfectly situated. ]
This isn't like running, you're going to feel the strain of it all around your thighs in a completely different way. The silks will want to pull your legs apart in directions that aren't natural for most people, and I don't wanna get dragged on one of those judgey TV shows by my best friend who's suing me for making his balls pop back up inside his body.
[ Laughing gaily as he rolls forward onto his bent elbows, Dick messes around by parting his legs either side of his head while he waits for Wally to finish. Raps his fingers on the mat. ]
I'm thinking of what's best for little Wallman here, too.
[ Long legs draw up, vertical over his back, then both knees fall forward until he has two ankles draped either side of his head. ]
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[ he follows dick to the mats, dropping his pants next to one of them before he plops himself down to follow dick's demonstrations. ]
You know, I have stretched before in my life. I mean, okay, maybe not since PE in high school, but -- [ he leans over one leg, bending as far as he can go, which is not as far as he would like. maybe he is a little out of practice. ] I'm not exactly a normal person.
[ he rolls his eyes at dick moving into the splits, shaking his head. ] Show off.
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This isn't like running, you're going to feel the strain of it all around your thighs in a completely different way. The silks will want to pull your legs apart in directions that aren't natural for most people, and I don't wanna get dragged on one of those judgey TV shows by my best friend who's suing me for making his balls pop back up inside his body.
[ Laughing gaily as he rolls forward onto his bent elbows, Dick messes around by parting his legs either side of his head while he waits for Wally to finish. Raps his fingers on the mat. ]
I'm thinking of what's best for little Wallman here, too.
[ Long legs draw up, vertical over his back, then both knees fall forward until he has two ankles draped either side of his head. ]