[There's a brief moment where he looks surprised - nearly startled - by the gesture. Despite the kindness so many have shown him here, he's still not used to it.

But it's a soft and pleasant thing that sets his heart at ease, chasing away some of the gloom with an undeniable warmth. Hah... And Mandricardo had said he was like the sun. As he pulls back, Sakyou reaches forward, gently taking Mandricardo's hand in his own. A careful hold, as though to make up for the harshness of just a few moments prior. He gives it a very light squeeze and keeps it in his grasp.]

There is no time wasted with you.

[Sappy as hell! Embarrassing! He ducks his head a little, and is then quick to shift and move toward wherever the hell the skates are, talking as he goes.]

That's fine - I'll show you what I've learned, though I'm not so great at it myself just yet.