Practice... right. [Joaquin takes a deep breath and steels himself.
He can do this. He can do this! He was Joaquin Emilio Mondragon! He fought a hoard of bandits with only a handful of friends and a small skeleton crew! He could totally tackle roller skates.]
Let's do this, then.
[If he could balance while standing on Plata's back while she ran full-speed, then yeah, he could find balance on these little wheels. When he straightened up he didn't immediately fall to the ground, so that was progress!]
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He can do this. He can do this! He was Joaquin Emilio Mondragon! He fought a hoard of bandits with only a handful of friends and a small skeleton crew! He could totally tackle roller skates.]
Let's do this, then.
[If he could balance while standing on Plata's back while she ran full-speed, then yeah, he could find balance on these little wheels. When he straightened up he didn't immediately fall to the ground, so that was progress!]
So, how... do I move forward? Do I step or...?