"Maybe I'll just watch you get bounced around like a rubber ball first," Koumyou offers cheerfully, "and then you can tell me if it's fun."

But he's not really complaining, not honestly. It's there in how he's kind of petting the skates in his lap, now, long fingers examining them without his eyes. And he finally drops the bullshit to ask, "How high do they lift a person, then? And I'm betting yours are controlled with your computer stuff, huh?"