Armitage reached out, resting his hands upon Poe's surfboard. He was careful not to tip him over, using just enough force to keep himself afloat and give his sore arms a break. "You could say that.." He cast his own surfboard - or the instructor in the distance, it was difficult to tell - a small glare. "Balance has never been a strength of mine."
Which was true. Honestly, the ginger had gained a little muscle during his time at the Crown Plaza. He had kept up his workout routine, even after his falling out with Phasma. But muscle mass didn't help all that much when it came to keeping upright on a constantly-moving plank. His green eyes lifted, looking Poe in the face. "I'm enjoying watching you, though. Mind if I rest with you for a minute?"