"Yep, just you. I wouldn't trust anyone else anyways. I didn't even want to approach anyone we knew, just in case, y'know?" Further highlighting how alone he'd been, though he'd long stopped looking at it that way. There were millions of distractions in this world that didn't exist in his own.

"I know! I saw. I was there..." he murmurs, scratching one eyebrow, candy clicking softly as he smiles. "I attended as many of your shows as I could, though I was pretty much always in the nosebleeds. It was a pretty good consolation. You looked amazing," he muses, reaching up to clasp his hands behind his head, eyes still skyward.

"Huh?" he pauses, blinking a moment and lowering his hands with a small frown. "Emil, I don't know anything about skating. Not really. Asking me for help is like saying 'Eh, I'm not really interested in the gold, psh'. I mean, seriously."