Adrien pulled the ribbon out of his hair and redid his ponytail - this time tight and up to the nape of his neck. Then his expression turned serious; he stepped back from the trunk, then sprinted forwards - one step, two steps, and up the trunk and onto the stump of a broken branch; then higher - he leaped up, his feet light as he skillfully found his way. He reached a fork in the branches; he looked around, then carefully climbed onto the thicker one, crawling until he found a good stopping place. He sat on the branch, his legs hanging down, and he chuckled as he waved down at Val, who was now several meters underneath him.