[Several clumsy, agonizingly slow steps later, he resorts to putting a hand on her nearest shoulder to steady himself—and her, by extension—a short ways before they reach the first cone. It's a gesture born from reflex more than conscious thought with most of his attention fixed on their feet as he counts inwardly alongside her to little avail. This is probably more stressful on his end than it should be.
Focused as he is, he doesn't even realize the cone's proximity. If not for the counting, which guides his next steps, he'd walk right past.]
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Focused as he is, he doesn't even realize the cone's proximity. If not for the counting, which guides his next steps, he'd walk right past.]