[ . . . the idea of Yuri and Sena having an extended conversation will haunt Anya's nightmares. Instead, she waits for him to finish up lacing his skates as her own are done and at the question she nods happily. Though she might also start idly stretching just because that's what's familiar to her....]

Да! I love Yuratchka. [IS THAT WHAT YOU WANTED TO HEAR, TSUKASA.]

We danced at that same studio, went to school together - he is part of why I sing and dance now. [She lets one hand fall over her heart, feeling the way that it picks up speed ever so slightly even as she thinks of him - and she can't help but blush, laughing at herself.] For a little bit, he is why I got to feel... doki doki?

[and then she shakes her head, finding her own words to be silly]

Mm. Смешение. Feelings can be so strange.