[He can't exactly skate that far or well backwards so it really isn't too difficult to catch him. At the same time, he doesn't want to make it hard, either. But having her chase after him makes him smile all the same, an amused, cheerful smile that comes to a laugh when she crashes into him, the momentum enough to make them spin a little on the ice as his arms wrap around him.]
I think you've got the hang of it now.
[A low, warm voice as looks down at the top of her head fondly, recalling all those far off memories of when she used to fly to him just like this.]
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I think you've got the hang of it now.
[A low, warm voice as looks down at the top of her head fondly, recalling all those far off memories of when she used to fly to him just like this.]