[ Claude will take the risk to his precarious balancing in order to slap a hand to his chest with a theatric gasp not a split second after Hilda's comeback is said like he's been completely and totally deeply wounded by the very idea. There's no time to dwell on it now as Hilda moves away again, and he stops where he is - not that he was really moving much at all anyway - to watch her loop through her steps. ]
You make that look unfairly easy, for the record. And you might as well be asking me to cross the Great Bridge of Myrddin at this rate!
[ The complaining will truly never stop. Then again, neither will Claude's will to keep trying something even if he's bad at it on the first few goes or else he'd never have learned to climb a tree back at Garreg Mach, or any number of smaller things. And he has been studying Hilda as she moves and started considering that moving slowly might be his mistake here; if it's easier to move around with a little quickness, then shouldn't he try the same?
That's Claude's goal when he pushes off his skate as she'd instructed him earlier, and - rather bravely, in his opinion - follows that up with moving the next one after. It's a marked increased in his speed from before (not that it's saying much) and with that? Comes false confidence.
Because once he's successfully skated a few more steps and nearly made it to Hilda, that's where the fatal flaw comes in: he goes to turn a bit too sharply, his balance tips, and with it one skate flies one direction and the other in another to send him sprawling with a yelp to where he just lays on his back on the ice to stare up at the sky now that it's directly above him. ]
Ugh. Is it any easier to get up from the ice than it is to stand on it?
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You make that look unfairly easy, for the record. And you might as well be asking me to cross the Great Bridge of Myrddin at this rate!
[ The complaining will truly never stop. Then again, neither will Claude's will to keep trying something even if he's bad at it on the first few goes or else he'd never have learned to climb a tree back at Garreg Mach, or any number of smaller things. And he has been studying Hilda as she moves and started considering that moving slowly might be his mistake here; if it's easier to move around with a little quickness, then shouldn't he try the same?
That's Claude's goal when he pushes off his skate as she'd instructed him earlier, and - rather bravely, in his opinion - follows that up with moving the next one after. It's a marked increased in his speed from before (not that it's saying much) and with that? Comes false confidence.
Because once he's successfully skated a few more steps and nearly made it to Hilda, that's where the fatal flaw comes in: he goes to turn a bit too sharply, his balance tips, and with it one skate flies one direction and the other in another to send him sprawling with a yelp to where he just lays on his back on the ice to stare up at the sky now that it's directly above him. ]
Ugh. Is it any easier to get up from the ice than it is to stand on it?