[There are many, many things beyond dancing that he'd consider himself to have far more talent at. He always moves just a little stiffly, but then, he moves that way when he walks, too. At the very least, he's capable of leading someone through a foxtrot, especially someone who seems to willing to be led.
And yet he can see how nervous she is, which surprises him. Shouldn't someone like this, someone who's probably come to thousands upon thousands of parties, be used to dancing, or at least, not made anxious by it?
But those aren't questions he should ask of her, because he knows he's already distressed her, asking things that seem morbid and not particularly appropriate for the atmosphere of a party like this. He should probably just keep his mouth shut and concentrate on the dance, but he's never been great about keeping his thoughts to himself.
Still, he manages to lapse into silence for a moment, concentrating on the feeling of her soft hand, which is gripping his own rough hand so tightly, concentrating on the steps of the dance and of not making a fool out of either of them.]
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[There are many, many things beyond dancing that he'd consider himself to have far more talent at. He always moves just a little stiffly, but then, he moves that way when he walks, too. At the very least, he's capable of leading someone through a foxtrot, especially someone who seems to willing to be led.
And yet he can see how nervous she is, which surprises him. Shouldn't someone like this, someone who's probably come to thousands upon thousands of parties, be used to dancing, or at least, not made anxious by it?
But those aren't questions he should ask of her, because he knows he's already distressed her, asking things that seem morbid and not particularly appropriate for the atmosphere of a party like this. He should probably just keep his mouth shut and concentrate on the dance, but he's never been great about keeping his thoughts to himself.
Still, he manages to lapse into silence for a moment, concentrating on the feeling of her soft hand, which is gripping his own rough hand so tightly, concentrating on the steps of the dance and of not making a fool out of either of them.]