[ Bolin looks a little dubious at the idea of Kija dipping him, but he is apparently the phoenix in this relationship so he just steels himself. ]

Sure. Okay. You have to dip me, because if we don't follow all the steps, we'll be trapped here forever. [ This is a pep talk. For himself.

Despite his words however, Bolin remains standing straight for a beat, unwilling to lean back. But before Kija has to chance to start complain, he lets out a deep breath and carefully shifts his weight to his heels, letting himself slowly fall backwards for the dip. It's pretty awkward, like this entire dance has been so far, and as he finally relents his balance to actually fall—

He doesn't hit the ground. Instead, he actually remains suspended in Kija's grip, until he can feel the tremble in Kija's arm and.

And then he hits the ground. ]

Wha—hey!! [ He grunts from his new position, frowning up at the other man. ] Maybe we should switch roles.