[It registers as a playful overture, and it gives him cause to quirk a faint smile mechanically, not a reflex but something deliberate. He fakes candor well.]
Between us, I think my toes can handle it.
[These dances don't have nearly enough space between participants. He's not-- uncomfortable with the nearness, but it has been quite some time since he was close to another body for some purpose other than slitting their throat or belly. Flint lacks the grasp on embarrassment that McGraw had, but he does keep his distance even as he gently cups her hand in his. There is something of Miranda in her appearance. The high cheekbones, the dark hair and the fact her eyes on him are fearless. Perhaps she was a poor choice of companion.]
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Between us, I think my toes can handle it.
[These dances don't have nearly enough space between participants. He's not-- uncomfortable with the nearness, but it has been quite some time since he was close to another body for some purpose other than slitting their throat or belly. Flint lacks the grasp on embarrassment that McGraw had, but he does keep his distance even as he gently cups her hand in his. There is something of Miranda in her appearance. The high cheekbones, the dark hair and the fact her eyes on him are fearless. Perhaps she was a poor choice of companion.]
James.