Locke still wasn't sure that he could actually dance, but he couldn't very well tell Rydia no, seeing as how she had helped him late into the night. He could only hope that he had learned as much as she thought he had.

As they made their way to the dance floor, the music suddenly turned slow. He closed his eyes in an effort to remember where to place his hands. He put his arms out as best as he remembered before daring to open his eyes, looking to her for affirmation that he had begun correctly.