Sebastian's quip is worth, exactly, one eyeroll. (Still makes him feel a little warm inside. God, he missed him.)
Joseph waits for his partner to get into position, then sets one hand on his shoulder and the other on the column to keep his balance. He gives the count of three, then stands on Sebastian's laced hands and uses the momentum to rise up as high on the column as he can go. It's going to end up just a bit short, so he clutches the edge of the stone and swings his arm up, scrabbling to grab the edge of the wreath with his fingertips.
"Got it!" And now he's hanging there uneasily for a second, sliding his arm through the wreath to keep hold of it, then letting go. He fully expects to land on his feet and fall over backwards, but it's not too far to fall, at least.
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Joseph waits for his partner to get into position, then sets one hand on his shoulder and the other on the column to keep his balance. He gives the count of three, then stands on Sebastian's laced hands and uses the momentum to rise up as high on the column as he can go. It's going to end up just a bit short, so he clutches the edge of the stone and swings his arm up, scrabbling to grab the edge of the wreath with his fingertips.
"Got it!" And now he's hanging there uneasily for a second, sliding his arm through the wreath to keep hold of it, then letting go. He fully expects to land on his feet and fall over backwards, but it's not too far to fall, at least.