...Not yet. [ he steps onto the ice after her, glancing down at his feet briefly; he's okay at skating, but he still gets a little nervous. ] I... want to wait for the right moment, I think.

[ which isn't now, and it won't be next month. a little more, a little longer, so he doesn't feel so silly about love at first sight. infatuation. ]

I'm not really sure how I want to do it too... Poems can be kind of tricky, but they're romantic? Saying it straight out would probably do the trick, but I don't think I'd have the courage for that. [ ... ] Or the shamelessness, or the charisma. Um, knowing me, I'd just mess up somehow and get the wrong message across or something...

[ ahaha, well. ]

I'll figure it out. [ a little shrug. ] Winging it isn't really an option after all.