It’s a game.
Not the bad kind that silly adults play – not a mind game.
The good kind – the kind you play to have fun. The kind you played on the playground at recess. Fun, freeing, silly. The kind that makes you smile.
Maybe 4 square or hot potato. No one wants control of the ball. It gets lobbed back and forth. Each time the players move a little closer together to make the passing easier. Giggling, then hiding behind friends.
Confident people lacking confidence in this specific game. Slow. Methodical. Sometimes standing still. Sometimes slowly, cautiously moving forward. Not taking steps back. Not rushing to win, or lose.
Still too soon to tell.
Adorable. Glad the ball is still in play.