[The more rickety the ride, the more fun the ride. Or something. Yuna's internal logic has justified this somehow, and that's the important thing. She scouts out a good path down the side of the admittedly impressive hill, and then sets the sled down, hunching down on the front and grabbing the sure-to-be-useless steering rope thing.]
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Okay, give us a push, hop on, and hold on tight!