Rafael rights himself, but doesn't let go of Leo's wrist. He's smiling now, unable to resist any longer. He remembers when their coy games could last for hours or days, but there doesn't seem to be as much need anymore. A little

"No, you could do it." Rafael's voice is confident, and he obviously believes what he's saying. As he speaks, he becomes instantly sure of himself. "You are athletic, you would just need to practice, do more stretches. It would be good for you as an athlete."