[He's being sincere. He's capable of empty flattery - what politician isn't? - but Waver has an air of preferring saying it as it is, even if he has to couch it in diplomatic terms.
The wire bends less under his weight as he walks painstakingly along it, until it smooths out as Waver's weight presses down less and less as he increasingly hovers in the air. He's wobbling a little, but since gravity isn't dragging at him much, he isn't toppling.
...
Until he does, losing his balance, and staggering a few steps into the air. Waver's spine locks instinctively.]
Shit.
[But he's... still up here...
KEEP CONCENTRATING.
There's an audible blink as he very pointedly looks at Nesir and very pointedly doesn't look down, with an expression that doesn't know whether to be relieved or panicked at floating god knows how high above everything. Not looking down... no...
... going to try walking to the other side and not looking down...
... not going to have a literal heart attack, no...
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The wire bends less under his weight as he walks painstakingly along it, until it smooths out as Waver's weight presses down less and less as he increasingly hovers in the air. He's wobbling a little, but since gravity isn't dragging at him much, he isn't toppling.
...
Until he does, losing his balance, and staggering a few steps into the air. Waver's spine locks instinctively.]
Shit.
[But he's... still up here...
KEEP CONCENTRATING.
There's an audible blink as he very pointedly looks at Nesir and very pointedly doesn't look down, with an expression that doesn't know whether to be relieved or panicked at floating god knows how high above everything. Not looking down... no...
... going to try walking to the other side and not looking down...
... not going to have a literal heart attack, no...
... breathe... one, two, three... one, two, three...]