"Visuals are important. They help build the experience of the moment and make the world feel more real."

The door reveals something that looks, as requested, a bit urban. There's a set of red flags and painted symbols sketching out a path through a space which doesn't otherwise look designed for parkour. The desire for tumbling is fulfilled by bits of playground and patches of grass. With other bits of normal seeming architecture placed in ways that happen to enable freerunning.

"It does, yeah."

She surveys the course with a confident grin. "Yeah, this is perfect. Thank you, Veria. Up to you whether you hang out here with us or vanish."

And then she runs for the first gap and leaps. And comes up a bit short, still getting used to the slightly shorter legs. She smashes into the edge and falls to the ground beneath, gasping, then dusts herself off and hauls herself back to her feet, heading back to her starting point.

"I'll hang around, I probably won't say much though.

"Do be at least a little bit careful, pain is still a thing even if you can't get permanently injured."

"Yep," she calls over her shoulder as she throws herself across the gap again, barely making it this time. "Pain is a teacher, though. Better to learn from these bruises now than when a fall could cost me something."

She turns and leaps back across, then again, and again. Over the course of a dozen jumps, her footing gets steadier and steadier.

Then she heads back to the start and extends the sequence, continuing to the second leap directly after the first.

"That's true. I just worry about people picking up bad habits. I'm being a bit silly in this case though."