"I really am really sorry though! I didn't mean to interrupt --"

Bracing herself on Fakir's offered arm, Duck manages to scramble back up.

"You looked like you were really practicing hard, and -- I was just watching, and --"

Now that she's on her feet again, she realizes belatedly, there's no need to hang onto Fakir anymore; she puts her hands together behind her back instead, shifting her weight absently from foot to foot as she looks up at him.

"-- and you know, you haven't been in class for a while, so I haven't gotten to see -- I mean -- you know, I don't get to see you dance all that much anymore, and -- it's cool to see you even do the exercises! You're really good!"