The returned bow is not familiar, but it isn't too distant a relation to the curtsy he is used to, and therefore he accepts it with a gentle nod of the head.
"It would be my pleasure, my dear." He says, and while keeping one of her hands in his, leads her forward onto the dance floor. Thankfully, the music has a tempo not unlike the popular dances of his home. He had seen some of the wilder, gyrating dances earlier that evening, and had disliked them immensely. Thankfully, he had been far away from the dance floor at that point.
"This place is as unfamiliar to you as it is to me, I believe." He says, as his free hand rests in a suitably modest point of her back. "I don't think I have ever been to a place where everyone is a stranger."
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"It would be my pleasure, my dear." He says, and while keeping one of her hands in his, leads her forward onto the dance floor. Thankfully, the music has a tempo not unlike the popular dances of his home. He had seen some of the wilder, gyrating dances earlier that evening, and had disliked them immensely. Thankfully, he had been far away from the dance floor at that point.
"This place is as unfamiliar to you as it is to me, I believe." He says, as his free hand rests in a suitably modest point of her back. "I don't think I have ever been to a place where everyone is a stranger."