I'll admit it, when I first started at Samwell, I was a little nervous about how the other guys might take my figure skating past. I hadn't kept it a secret, mostly because I was determined not to be in the closet over something else, but it sure was nerve-wracking the first time I let it spill.

But all the guys had been amazing, really. Looking back, I shouldn't have expected anything else.

Jack had been quiet, but he was usually quiet back then. If anything, he was probably just disappointed that the conversation wasn't on hockey in some fashion.

It's a relief to know now that he wasn't really judging me and I give his hand another light squeeze, trying for grateful and reassuring both at once. "Well, what about now?" I ask him. "Now that the plan's changed a little bit. You were talkin' before about how you wanted to learn to do a lift -- what if I actually teach you some stuff? We can work up to the lifts part."