[He follows after and lands similarly, wondering why it is exactly that this world has weakened him so. He's slightly irritated for just a moment before she captures his attention again.

In the end, he grins.]

Ah, well- it wasn't really meant to be a handicap... I'm sorry if you took it that way! But for certain, we'll race for real next time.

[a sheepish rub of the back of his neck. Is it really so odd that he just likes the idea of 'running alongside each other in a friendly way' more than a race?]