It's good to see Robin brighten with a smile. She looks more like herself like that, and her cheerfulness makes it a little easier to forget about all the heavy stuff weighing them down. At least for a little while.

"They're my least favorite body part, actually." He attempts to sound dead serious for about five seconds, but the smirk cracking his countenance gives away the joke. "Don't worry, I can show you how. Come on."

As he leads her onto the dance floor, Wilhelm counts out the rhythm of the music. Thornean music, unsurprisingly, doesn't match any Earth styles precisely, but the song the musicians are currently sawing out is like a cousin to a waltz. Three beats a measure, with a fourth beat added on at regular intervals. Well, he'll figure out something to do with that extra beat.

"First, hold onto here." He taps his shoulder, before setting his free hand on her waist. Light and comfortable.