Llewellyn offered his friend a curious smile at the question. It seemed he’d stumbled on another thing that was not common where Drizzt was from… Or at least maybe not from his culture; the detective supposed. “Yup! It’s uh- actually fun when you aren’t falling down.” He gestured slightly as he tried to think of how to explain it well enough. “Back where I came from, once the lakes froze in the winter time people would go skating on it. There are these shoes with blades on the bottom that you wear, makes it easier to glide over the ice, though keeping your balance is tricky. I was never much good at it until someone helped me out in the last world I was.”

He probably still isn’t much good at it, but he also hadn’t really had an occasion to see if he retained any of the lesson he’d had to know for sure.