[Ever in "protect mode", Asbel shuffles forward a few steps just in case something happens - so he'll be ready to grab her or wrestle pond ice or whatever. Otherwise, he just stands there watching as Sophie begins testing the surface.]
[--That is, until the third try sends a wicked white zigzag shooting across the ice.]
Y-yeah, well, maybe just a little...! [His nerves can't handle this.] Wow, Sophie. We won't even need to drill a hole at this rate.
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[--That is, until the third try sends a wicked white zigzag shooting across the ice.]
Y-yeah, well, maybe just a little...! [His nerves can't handle this.] Wow, Sophie. We won't even need to drill a hole at this rate.