Well, someone's been working out, and it's not him.

But it's easy enough to launch Joseph up where he's aiming, and Sebastian backs up just for the sake of not getting kicked in the face, but not much farther. He's not hovering, but he can't help keeping an eye on Joseph. What else would he do?

The moment Joseph lets go he steps back in, catching his partner by the hips to steady him, probably a little closer than strictly necessary, but he wasn't counting on Joseph actually trying to land on his ass without assistance, either.

He only lets go and steps back again once Joseph seems sure enough on his feet, before reaching out to run a finger and thumb over one of the leaves of the wreath curiously while it's still around Joseph's arm.

“Now what?”