She kept alongside him, taking it slow until she carefully adjusted herself to a faster pace. She started to take larger leaps and strides along the landscape.

Jackson keeps up a steady pace. Jumping over sticks and the one log. Long strides make up the motions. Things seem to go in slow motion, or is that his ADHD?

She continued to make larger strides and jumps, ducking occasionally to make sure she wasn't going to get thrown off again. She paused and gazed back to him. "Think you can make it?" She called over.

"Back to my place? Yeah, I can. If you are thinking about going to your home, let me escort you. It is dangerous out here. Lots of scary sticks." Jackson says.

"Come on, you can't be serious about the danger bit. Let alone describe sticks as big and scary." She laughed before wincing, wrapping her arms around herself protectively. "Dammit." She grumbled softly.

"What did I tell you. Scary sticks. Besides. I don't really want to go back home. Parents." Jackson says. Motioning her to lead the way, he shows it is not up for debate.

"I don't want to head home." She huffed, staying back from him. "Who says we have to go?"

"That is a good point." Jackson says. He walks backward until he is back next to her. "Are you sure you are okay?"

"Still in one piece, see?" She said, spinning on the spot. "I can't feel any break, if anything I'll probably be covered in bruises. It's my left side." She said, absent mindedly tapping her side before double checking for any other damage.

"Last I checked, people shed skin cells. So are you in one piece?" Jackson asks. He enjoys being annoying. That is probily why he is being sent off.