( Yuri immediately brings himself to a stop, stumbles, feet sliding out from under him as he relaxes into a fall on the ice. Pushing himself up, he shoots Aleksi a look somewhere between irritated and tentatively believing. )

They wouldn't!

( "we have a hockey team" he almost asks; honestly, he'd forgotten. he's on his knees, throwing his arms out to his sides as he gets back up on his feet with relatively little fanfare. )

I don't have time for sh— stuff like that.