"I didn't say I minded," Jenny points out, teeth pressing to her lower lip through a smile, unspeakably warm. "I'm glad. It is much easier this way. But God knows I wouldn't be able to do that." She's a good skater, but not that good, though in this case, she supposes it doesn't make any difference. If the point is for them to be able to look at each other, then only one of them needs to be going backwards, and it might as well be him.