"Higher, please. Do not hold back." Because Rokuro needs to get all the way on top of the roof, and without a readily available handhold this time. A deep breath, squeezing the tablet more securely beneath his arm.

Instead of stepping up with his second foot, he pushes off the ground, springing up from Tech's palms instead of simply standing upon them. Confident the man can bear his weight, even in motion, and lift him with little effort.

The path to perfection is through repetition. It's important they know their enemies, and even more important to know each others abilities, bodies, and limitations. If they have the time or inclination to hit a third truck, Rokuro trusts they will do it even better than the last.