"I think I can manage to stay upright at the absolute bare minimum required to actually move in a specific direction, so let's go."

And with that he started to skate. As dizzy as he was, by now skating was almost second nature and since it involved gliding motions, it was actually somewhat easier to adjust to the times he veered a little bit.

If they stuck together they could help each other maneuver around the throngs of people (and aggressively shove the ones in the way) anyway.

Unfortunately, despite their relative deftness at dealing with their old, sworn enemy, ice, there wasn't really anything left to grab when they got there.

"Dammit."