Despite having longer legs than Millicent, Stan had to hurry a little to keep up with her. "Just the one that I remember," admitted Stan. "Thought we were going to refine it, see if we could get it to work safely for a person."
His eyes kept drifting towards her body before he'd forcibly make himself look away. He'd... wow... um. And it had really been fantastic. Except- Oh balls, did it count as cheating if it happened in a dream?
He looked around the empty room, trying to figure out if it would work. "We'll need some mats or something," he reminded her. Might take a few times to get this right.