"That's good," she said with a sage nod. "Probably shouldn't bike, though." She'd heard bad stories about normal bikers that drivers hadn't seen. Walt's condition would just amplify the problem.
"We should find someone to teach us," she said, bouncing on her toes. She skated on, one arm still hooked loosly in Walt's, looking at the different art displays in the windows.
"Hey, hey!" Tach skated out in front of Walt and spun around to face him, skidding to a sudden stop. "Do you like to play hide and seek?"