( emma. )

          “And you’re—- entitled to your own opinion. So. What you think of my parkour is really nothing that will effect my life in any way.” Did that make sense? She’s not sure it made sense. She’s still reeling from her fall and terrible improvisation. “Well, where am I supposed to go to learn? There’s nothing to jump from inside!”

           "…–“

Balfour merely heaves the greatest of all sighs and decides he’s not going to point out the obvious. Like, how they might actually have places for that sort of thing. If she’s so dim, there’s absolutely no reason to get in natural selection’s way and help her out. It’s for the greater good, at the end of the day. Definitely.

                       "Right. So.
                              What’s got you into this anyway?”