Impishly, Wes skated just out of Conrad's reach. "Don't sell yourself short. There could be lots of things that you're better at than me. Cooking? Bet you anything you have me beat on that." What could he say? He was a little competitive. But this wasn't about showing that he was better. He'd just wanted to peacock around a little, show off this new skill and maybe see if Conrad was up for grabbing at a few of his feathers.
"An entire lap, huh?" Wes gave it all a glance. He'd spent any spare time he had coming down here. Now was the time to show off what all that practice had done. He slid his gaze back to Conrad as he kept pushing himself along, now putting his hands behind his back. What would Conrad give him if he made it two laps? "Alright then, see if you can keep up." Cockiness aside, he wouldn't go too far from his best friend. He wanted this to be a fun night. He kind of also wanted to see how much he would have to push to try and get Conrad the chase him a little.
"I've missed you," he admitted after they rounded their first turn. Wes was still going backwards, as promised. "I know we've been messaging each other and I get see you for a few minutes here and there but, you know it's not really the same as getting to relax and be with you." Even if it was just the two of them going around and around on a couple of skates. It sounded sappy but it was true.