Some have a fear of heights and some, it seems, have a fear of being connected to the ground. At least it may seem with those that perch themselves on rooftops, watching the world go by.

Or the world lift itself up to them.

Shifting to sit closer to the edge as he hears a voice calling, head canting as he watches someone lifting up towards him without seeming to try... or want to try.

"That's new," he murmurs, not hiding the amusement in his tones as he pushes off the roof, letting the gravity he still feels bring him to his feet with an easy grace and closing the distance between them.

"You eat something weird?"

He's heard of things like that though they haven't happened to him. Yet. It's only a matter of time, honestly.