He hit the escalator and dismissed the semi-opaque simple machine from around his ankles and ran up the rising stairs. His gangly body was an impressive sight, his long arms and legs were an uncoordinated mess that went all over the place, but his body maintained a steady forward-direction. He arrived next to her, slightly winded by the rush but otherwise fine. 'Alright! Ready to get some games!' he proclaimed, stadying his breathing to sound like hew as not, in fact, winded and became light-headed as a result.