The cold of the rink already has the synthskin on his cheeks flushed, but Shepard's voice catches him off guard and makes the color deepen. He knew he wasn't really doing anything wrong, but he felt caught all the same.

Jet offered her a small smile despite his clear embarrassment before setting in to work on removing the skates. It had been nice to wear shoes for a short time, funny the things you missed when you weren't allowed to have them. "Thanks...didn't know anyone I knew was watching." Not that he would have stopped...but still.

"Yeah. Rockefeller Center every year, big lake freezes over and no one's really paying too much attention at night, it was easy enough to break in and skate around. Eventually, I did it legitimately, but that was how I learned. "You ever try it?"