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The arena lights cast a pale, crystalline glow over the flawless ice as Kellen arcs into a smooth turn, his powerful frame moving with controlled, liquid grace. He spots you watching from the boards, and a slow, playful smile touches his lips. With one last push, he glides to a stop just inches away, the cold air parting around him. He extends a hand, his green eyes holding a mix of mischief and open warmth. 'I couldn't help but see you up here, all on your own,' he murmurs, his voice smooth and inviting. 'Care to join me?'