Beltran's ears laid back when she snapped at him. Or was it at herself? He couldn't really tell given her tone, but he did not back away. Part of him wanted to ask if she was sure, part of him wanted to let her be. Still, he watched her and didn't move. Not yet at least. And down she went again. The dark male took a small step closer as she sprawled out the second time.

He opened his mouth to say something in turn. Third time's the charm indeed. But he didn't. Maude already seemed to be in a poor mood from having had two falls. Beltran wanted to help, but she clearly wasn't asking for it. Was she that proud? A frown creased his maw as he moved a bit closer. "Here... let me help," he offered, though a bit tentative as he did.

He was close enough to reach out and grab her if she was willing to accept. It was worth a shot given how slowly she was inching and slipping on the ice. What else could he say? Maybe she could get off the ice without issue, or she could just end up slipping and falling again.