“Steady on, Robin!” Bard sends the other a grin, focus however not broken. Aye, he’ll be damned if he allows the bloody prince of thieves to best him at this game of balance. “What say we put a little wager on this, eh? First to fall off cleans the other’s boots for a whole month. ‘Less you’re scared, of course. Which would be entirely understandable, I mean, you are lookin’ a little shaky over there. Maybe you should ask John to hold your hand.”

              ❛Woah now ! That would be cheating !❜

           ( Arms stretch out to balance himself as he takes another step.
             Wet and slippery – that’s what the branch was. And there was
             one hell of a drop below them, a drop that if made would equal
             bruises by the ‘morrow. )
                      ( A loud laugh escapes him as he stands up straight again. )

       ❛Make it three months an you have yourself a deal !❜