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He looked delighted. "Yes! Like that!"
"Okay, well..." she noticed his behavior and put a hand on his arm. "Basel, just take a second."
He began to turn in a circle, keeping her momentum going around him. "Just try it."
She looked around, clearly confused. "Why? What did you do?" she asked, beginning to pick up the papers.
He paused before looking down. "Like this," he said, skidding to a stop.
She came over to him, looking bewildered. "Are you okay?"
"It can be a little scary. You're going to do this thing where you basically scrape up ice."
She looked up in surprise before hurrying to the other room, her brow furrowed.
He gave her a smile before moving even faster, pulling her along.
Anya was in the library, climbing up a ladder to reach some of the higher books.
"Want to go a little faster?"
(Zoop?)
"You're my most promising student."
"See you later, Shorty," he said, reentering the pod as the door slid shut.
"You know how to ice skate!"
He smirked, running his hand through his hair. "If you say so."
He began to skate a little faster, pulling her along. "See? It's not bad."
"Huh. Why?"
"I always get the girls from that," he teased.
He squinted, tilting his head curiously. "Do you have a problem with mud?"
