"No worries, haha. I'll catch you if you do." Takeshi's laughter is soft, nuzzled to sharp line of his cheek, punctuated on the corner of Ezio's lips.

He tugs him away from the ledge, just a few steps, and molds himself once more to Ezio's back, circles his arms around his waist. They don't have any music to speak of, but that doesn't stop Takeshi. He presses a cheek to Ezio's temple and starts to sway, a little more pronounced in the movements, encouraging Ezio's body to follow as he hums some soft, slow tune under his breath.