[ heine tracks the moving tip of her writing instrument instead of her expression, not making eye contact. somehow, it's easier this way, even without verbal communication.
at the question, he nods, a sharp movement, before pulling away slightly to make some space. ] I stretched, but—yeah. I should warm up.
[ heine pulls his arms closer to his body for a second before releasing the tension in his shoulders again, purposefully. he waits for nill to put her notebook away before going into his usual warm-up routine. he skates a few lengths of the rink, then goes into a series of practice moves. he skates quickly, with an edge of recklessness that cuts deep into the ice. still—it's clear that he's been doing this for a long time, long enough that he can keep an eye on his new partner at the same time. ]
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at the question, he nods, a sharp movement, before pulling away slightly to make some space. ] I stretched, but—yeah. I should warm up.
[ heine pulls his arms closer to his body for a second before releasing the tension in his shoulders again, purposefully. he waits for nill to put her notebook away before going into his usual warm-up routine. he skates a few lengths of the rink, then goes into a series of practice moves. he skates quickly, with an edge of recklessness that cuts deep into the ice. still—it's clear that he's been doing this for a long time, long enough that he can keep an eye on his new partner at the same time. ]