Wash straightened up carefully as Melody pranced away, not wanting to be in the way if her pony-person toppled over again. Okay. So far, so good.

"Given that I nearly fell into the river two minutes ago? Not really," Wash admitted. He tried one hesitant step, then another. It was working, but it still wasn't quite right. "Which leg moves with which leg?" He couldn't even use Melody as an example, because even now she still had more legs than he did.