[ Derek's annoyed. Derek's obviously annoyed. Tate puts his weight on Derek's fingers long enough for him to realize that he's doing it on purpose, and Derek takes a long, deep breath. He looks at Tate like he's gonna kill him. Looks at him like he's gonna stop boosting him and let him fall on his ass, at least.
That doesn't happen. Tate gets a leg up and starts climbing, and Derek stretches up straight, rubbing his shoulder. ]
You look like - [ No, hold on, he's not done. Derek cuts himself off, hitting Tate with that look again, still annoyed from, like, eight feet below him. "C'mon, boy". Go fuck yourself. ]
You look like you've never climbed a tree before. That's what you look like.
[ Still, he follows orders, steadily and mostly silently digging his shoes into the bark and scaling those first few branches. A part of him gets kind of competitive and wants to overtake Tate as he goes, but once they're mostly level and have room to climb at their own pace, that part of him dies away. He climbs and he climbs until he finds a thick enough branch to support his weight, walking out onto it and gingerly sitting down. His stomach does a little flip when he looks to the ground, which seems to be a pretty long drop, at this point, but he's never been that scared of heights. Just fire. ]
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That doesn't happen. Tate gets a leg up and starts climbing, and Derek stretches up straight, rubbing his shoulder. ]
You look like - [ No, hold on, he's not done. Derek cuts himself off, hitting Tate with that look again, still annoyed from, like, eight feet below him. "C'mon, boy". Go fuck yourself. ]
You look like you've never climbed a tree before. That's what you look like.
[ Still, he follows orders, steadily and mostly silently digging his shoes into the bark and scaling those first few branches. A part of him gets kind of competitive and wants to overtake Tate as he goes, but once they're mostly level and have room to climb at their own pace, that part of him dies away. He climbs and he climbs until he finds a thick enough branch to support his weight, walking out onto it and gingerly sitting down. His stomach does a little flip when he looks to the ground, which seems to be a pretty long drop, at this point, but he's never been that scared of heights. Just fire. ]
You doing okay?