[ He's more or less expected that Tidus was going to throw that with force again - kid had muscle! - so he was a bit more ready for it than before. But what he forgot to account for was the speed. The trajectory was clear, but the speed always gets him knocked out. At the very least, the huff that leaves his windpipe as he practically barrel rolls to receive the throw with his entire body weight, like real football, isn't audible anymore.
The catch connects and he stands up, wipes himself down before throwing the ball back into the air. ]
Touchdown. [ He smirks and throws the football down, play acting as if he had just gotten a goal. Then, he starts...what looks to be, a dance. A shuffle in place. It's not as energetic as the movements are demanding it to be but it's weirdly coordinated, like he's not making it up as he goes - it's a learneddance. It lasts all of five seconds before he stops to pick up the ball. ]
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The catch connects and he stands up, wipes himself down before throwing the ball back into the air. ]
Touchdown. [ He smirks and throws the football down, play acting as if he had just gotten a goal. Then, he starts...what looks to be, a dance. A shuffle in place. It's not as energetic as the movements are demanding it to be but it's weirdly coordinated, like he's not making it up as he goes - it's a learned dance. It lasts all of five seconds before he stops to pick up the ball. ]
Good throw! Getting better at the control.