We work together. We ride together.
We didn’t grow up together, but we will be there for each other until the end. With him, it’s plenty of smiles, but no bullshit. Things have to be in order. The numbers have to work.
Then, the work may proceed – orderly and on schedule and at a pace that you can hold even on the uphill portions, and if not, you know he will be there, with a hand on your back to help you over the top.