After an hour so of our bullshit the previously limp windsocks and ribbons get stiffys and we head for launch. We get set up, and as it’s her first ever flight I make sure my passenger is clipped in and adjusted properly and brief her on what to expect on launch and landing, best and worst case scenarios, show her the reserve handles on both harnesses,my hook knife and tell her if it all goes wrong I’ll use it to cut away from her, she will be alone in freefall and should pull that herself. Her smiling face is a picture as it drops and the blood drains out of it on hearing this and Jose and I can’t help bursting out laughing. Just a little tandem joke. I put her straight on the reserve situation and her relief on hearing I’ve never even used one in normal flight is palpable.