[Lockon moved a little easier the second time, but he stopped himself and held out his arms as she skated in his direction. It would be harder to help balance her, when he had his own weight to worry about, but he wasn't about to leave her hanging. Moving along slowly, and carefully, he smiled at her.] You're a natural. [Not as if Lockon had a keen eye, or had been watching her, or anything like that. Not him. No, ma'am.]