[She nods, still smiling, and shifts her weight to start skating -- but no. He may desire distance, but she can't give it to him. Not in this way.]
[This time she turns to face him, her smile nearly vanished. It's still there, but smaller, delicate.] Lockon... [She skates over, stopping before she's too close.] Please, don't force it. I would never want you to be anything but yourself.
[She reaches out to take his free hand, and then meets his eyes.] What can I do? Will you tell me?