Tony was already carrying on ahead of him, stroking his feet across the ice with as much cool indifference as he did many other things. Pivoting gracefully on his heel, Tony watched Thor muddle along as he glided backwards--and caught himself on the railing, allowing the other man to catch up.

He was far from a professional skater, but he was just decent enough to feel like one in comparison.

"Like watching an eyas taking wing."