[ Ryo is light, all long limbs and lean muscle. He isn't built as though a machine or built much like others he'd known back home. Nowadays, even the one closest to him could easily outpace him, pick him up as if he weighed nothing at all. He's accustomed to being tossed around, at least, so there's that to 9S's advantage as well.
Ryo follows 9S's gesticulation without pause once he's settled, his balance oddly sure and firm despite the new height. He gives a glance back to 9S, a small "thanks" caught and silent at the corners of his lips. The distance he builds between himself and others seems to momentarily shorten, but within the next moment it returns. He knows he's letting him go first, likely for safety's sake (primary function, he'd said) – but, Ryo hesitates.
To show one's back was to be blind to others behind him. It requires a trust that no one will bring harm to him and Ryo – Ryo lacks that. He's lacked that for a long time now, knowing no one else to be worth relying on besides Akira Fudo. Besides him.
And so, Ryo gestures more with the jerk of his chin that if he goes, Ryo will surely follow. ]
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Ryo follows 9S's gesticulation without pause once he's settled, his balance oddly sure and firm despite the new height. He gives a glance back to 9S, a small "thanks" caught and silent at the corners of his lips. The distance he builds between himself and others seems to momentarily shorten, but within the next moment it returns. He knows he's letting him go first, likely for safety's sake (primary function, he'd said) – but, Ryo hesitates.
To show one's back was to be blind to others behind him. It requires a trust that no one will bring harm to him and Ryo – Ryo lacks that. He's lacked that for a long time now, knowing no one else to be worth relying on besides Akira Fudo. Besides him.
And so, Ryo gestures more with the jerk of his chin that if he goes, Ryo will surely follow. ]