At least Reno was true to his word as well - he learned quickly. He was flippant and made too many jokes, talked himself up big. Even so, he laughed off his failures, grit his teeth and tried again and again. He did, indeed, hurt himself, but only because he sat on himself when trying to get comfortable on the narrow bike seat. He bore it all with good will, however, and despite Makishima's lack of teaching skill, Reno eventually started wobbly figure eights in the parking lot.

"WOO WOOOOO! LOOK LOOK!" he shouted, trying to wave only to slap a hand back on the handlebars and make a serious face as he concentrated on moving safely.

"Hoi hoi! You like spiders, huh?" he asked, wondering about a petshop he passed near his entry portal. He wasn't too keen on anything that could bite him simply for existing in the same space, but he supposed a lot of his co-workers were the same way.

"You uhhh, don't have a bunch crawling around in your place, right? that'd get kinda awkw--woah!" he cried out, hitting a small patch of ice and tilting over into a pile of shoveled snow. It was a harmless fall, though comical, Reno sinking into the heap and partially disappearing with the bike. None the worse for wear as he popped up gasping for air and laughing.

He really couldn't remember the last time he had as much fun and din't have to be blind drunk.