i have no fucking clue what i'm doing stop me god
*During that short trek to the motorcycle, Malba carefully watches each of his lover's steps, returning the boy's firm grip. Thankfully, reaching the bike comes about quickly enough.*
Believe in me, huh. Pretty dangerous, brat. I could have led you right into a wall or something. *he banters, his voice soft, playful.
Now. As for Zelos' question. The first step is to get the bike situated in a fully upright position. Which... easy enough. It's leaning against the alley wall, all he has to do is grip the bar, pull it upright. A little awkward, but he manages it with his free hand. Now.* Alright, kid. I'm gonna ease you on it, okay? Just feel for the seat, right?