[ Reyson raises a delicate eyebrow at him, keeping that hand extended out toward him. (naesala should be thankful he's not leanne - she would've dragged him out to the dance floor by now, kicking and screaming if she had to.) ]
Why? It'd be an honor to dance with me. [ He says in a tone revealing that while he doesn't believe it himself, he's heard it enough times tonight from his flock of admirers. ]
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Why? It'd be an honor to dance with me. [ He says in a tone revealing that while he doesn't believe it himself, he's heard it enough times tonight from his flock of admirers. ]