[Unlike Adrien, Marinette knows exactly why Alya had ditched her so quickly, dragging a smirking Nino with her. Like always, Marinette's grateful for her friend's helpful nudges toward her crush, but at the same time, she's panicking a little at the thought of being alone--sorta--with him on the rink.]
I-it's okay, Adrien! [She stutters out, her trembling voice at odds with the graceful, practiced way she's handling herself on the ice. She and Alya have gone ice skating together often, after all, though she's realizing the same can't be said of Adrien. Probably too busy with his modeling and other things, she figures.]
You, you just--your skates! U-um...there? [Marinette blushes as she helplessly fumbles her way through the words. Finally, she just points toward the edge of the rink, where others are holding onto the low wall as they get used to the ice.
never
I-it's okay, Adrien! [She stutters out, her trembling voice at odds with the graceful, practiced way she's handling herself on the ice. She and Alya have gone ice skating together often, after all, though she's realizing the same can't be said of Adrien. Probably too busy with his modeling and other things, she figures.]
You, you just--your skates! U-um...there? [Marinette blushes as she helplessly fumbles her way through the words. Finally, she just points toward the edge of the rink, where others are holding onto the low wall as they get used to the ice.
Why can't her words just speak themselves.]