At first, Tsukishima wasn’t interested in trying this whole thing. It’s way more amusing to stand to the side and watch people like Bokuto send every single egg scattering. However, it’s impossible for him to not notice the way his best friend is struggling. He leave sit alone for a little while. He’s not Yamaguchi’s keeper, or anything. His best friend doesn’t need his hand held. But eventually…

“Hey.” He comes up after the latest escape attempt, a light bump of his knuckles against Yamaguchi’s shoulder. “Want help?” Not need, but want- Tsukishima can understand if this is something he wants to do himself… Sort of.