Emil hops to the opposite skate and straightens up into a tight, fast spin that he releases from with a flourish just for Phichit. He almost regrets only having brought his standard training clothes, even as clingy as they were out of necessity.

He continues to move in a slower arc, just practicing a step sequence and accompanying gestures. "After this, let's go for supper. Then it's anything you want." He has a feeling he knows what Phichit is going to want to do, and had ensured that he had the time tonight to carry it out.