Phichit had to applaud Emil's amazing showmanship; he wasn't petty enough that he would get upset at seeing his boyfriend being amazing. He even whistled for him, and took his hands when he was close enough.

"You're brilliant. And I'm keeping up. I'd say we're doing pretty well," Phichit grinned, squeezing Emil's hands. "Salchow next? To keep going up in the number of points? I'm going to nail this one."