Rider must be a secret athlete, because he runs like there isn't any snow on the ground, or any air resistance around him. Physics forgets to apply itself. Laughing, Satoshi grabs his hand and lets himself be pulled along in that torrent of impossible energy, squealing with delight and managing to swing himself in front just before they reach the front door.

"That was fun!" he giggles breathlessly, sitting down with a thud on the steps. "Let's do it again!"