Yes, our pirate Captain Sparrow. He and I had a bit of a race the last time I was here on this very rink.

[Holding Julian's hand... it's difficult to think of any other way he would rather be spending his afternoon. He can't stop looking at the poet's face, which does little for skating in a straight line. Hopefully Julian is paying attention!]

I won because I fell last, and because my fall was off the ice entirely.

[Not the most flattering story, but he's going for a laugh. Anything to see a smile on Julian's face.]