had he thought ahead and it not been raining he might have brought the record player out and then they could have had one hell of a tango, luckily he wouldn't run out of breath or be winded, breathing was an option for him one he usually took to feel more alive but he would not run out of energy yet.

He moved in perfect steps with her, He was clearly no stranger to this dance. Dances used to irritate him as he had mostly been arm candy and a dance partner for over a century and a half before he put his foot down. It was when Disco became popular that he started to miss the balls and masquerades of old and would start to dance around the kitchen with Alexis to keep himself happy and grounded. Now it was a past time and not forced.

He looked at her with a curiously focused look as he hummed and moved with her, finally he dipped he back. Looking down into her eyes, just for a moment.