[Tree trunks? Ah, he opens his mouth to ask, but then is offered to try. He saves the question for later.]
All right.
[He takes a ring for himself, feeling the weight and balance of it in his hand. Connor aligns himself to stand directly in front of the peg at a distance, and since he's been given time to consider velocity, angle, and potential arc, he takes just... a moment. His LED flickers while he thinks.
And then he throws it, the ring spinning as it's tossed, and finding its mark on the peg.]
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All right.
[He takes a ring for himself, feeling the weight and balance of it in his hand. Connor aligns himself to stand directly in front of the peg at a distance, and since he's been given time to consider velocity, angle, and potential arc, he takes just... a moment. His LED flickers while he thinks.
And then he throws it, the ring spinning as it's tossed, and finding its mark on the peg.]