“I— I didn’t?” He asked, expression a little distracted as he was focused more on his feet for the moment. Oh, he mused to himself as he realized she was right, he definitely hadn’t been.

Llewellyn took a moment to focus on carefully bending his knees while she instructed him. “I am attempting to steady myself, though I would um... point out that it’s not easy when ice is as slippery as it is.” He mumbled, a little embarrassed as his feet slipped once or twice more until he finally was standing the way he was supposed to.

With a little awkward sound, he let go of the edge of the rink and waited tensely, “Oh... I think I might have gotten it right!” The detective grinned a moment later when he had yet to fall over.