[Good thing he has these reflexes - without really even thinking about it, he lunges forward to catch the bike with a single hand. What’s a motorcycle weigh, only about 500 pounds? Yeah, easy. He hefts it back up with an exasperated grunt. Sure, he wouldn’t expect elves to ride anything on two wheels (probably just horses or unicorns or fantasy forest stags or whatever), but didn’t they have common sense? This shit wasn’t made to stand on its own.]

Jesus…! First lesson - don’t fuckin’ let this thing fall over!

[He kicks out the kickstand and sets the bike down to lean on it.]