Watching her remove her robes shouldn't have felt as scandalous as it did. (Dory also most definitely should have averted his gaze completely until she reached whatever layers she was most comfortable in.) However, he'd unknowingly fantasized about a similar situation far too often to miss even a second of her movements. Instead, Dory's gaze followed her hands until she was ready for their flight.
He settled behind her quickly enough with his front nearly flush against her back. His head could have rested upon her shoulder if he thought she would be okay with it, just as his elbows could have boxed her in more securely. However, Maple wasn't some random woman he was involved with (or Winnie) so he kept what little distance he safely could beyween them.
Gently, Dory guided her hands to grip the shaft above his and murmured, "don't squeeze it, you need your hands to be able to glide with mine. Try and relax, nothing you do will hurt us." (There was, in fact, quite a lot she could do to send them tumbling from mid-air. Hopefully she knew enough about flying to not immediately panic once they took off.) Then, after giving her a quick countdown, Dory kicked them off the ground and into the night sky.
He settled behind her quickly enough with his front nearly flush against her back. His head could have rested upon her shoulder if he thought she would be okay with it, just as his elbows could have boxed her in more securely. However, Maple wasn't some random woman he was involved with (or Winnie) so he kept what little distance he safely could beyween them.
Gently, Dory guided her hands to grip the shaft above his and murmured, "don't squeeze it, you need your hands to be able to glide with mine. Try and relax, nothing you do will hurt us." (There was, in fact, quite a lot she could do to send them tumbling from mid-air. Hopefully she knew enough about flying to not immediately panic once they took off.) Then, after giving her a quick countdown, Dory kicked them off the ground and into the night sky.