"As if I would embarrass myself falling over myself in an effort to please you."

Hazel places both hands in Reynard's as they spin and it's easier to see now the teasing tilt of her head and the shine to her eyes. She's genuinely having fun enjoying a quite skate with the winter spirit. Her reserved chuckle less boisterous than a startled bleat of laughter but no less sincere. Like Reynard, Hazel has a Nature and doesn't often stray out of it.

"You'll have to work for it, Reynard. Besides, the memories I've made this Winter are already some of my most cherished. How could I top them?"

She got to meet another spirit for the first time in the flesh. Everything else seems like a mere blip on her thoughts by comparison. Hazel never thought she was alone, but knowing so and meeting another is so much different.