A light smile on his lips, he let out a sound of mock surprise, smile breaking into a grin— it seemed as if everyone wished that nowadays, it was heartwarming in a way, to be one of the best ( no matter that many of those people wanted to win against him ). “Achievable goals, I don’t see why not.” He encouraged the younger skater, taking another sip from the champagne. At the tease he frowned, yeah, he wasn’t one of youngest and the thought of loosing his hair worried him each day — “Hey, I’m not old.” It sounded like a question as much as a statement, making him down the rest of the champagne. “Yeah, sure.” He agreed in the end, the room had been getting more dull each moment, there must have been a better place around.