[ Sylvain's bright red hair stands out amongst the other figures in the room milling about, all of them already partnered for their lessons.
Kahlil's greeting is more subdued, but far from unfriendly as he's approached. ]
I thought I might watch for a bit. [ He cocks his head to one side, glancing over the other man's shoulder for a moment before meeting his gaze again, shrugging. ] I can't remember the last time I was on a dance floor.
[ Can't remember because he hasn't ever been to one where he was a guest. Not even his shattered memories attempt to contradict him for once. There are no unpartnered women for him to ask, anyway, if he were so inclined. Everyone here is a relative stranger. ]
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Kahlil's greeting is more subdued, but far from unfriendly as he's approached. ]
I thought I might watch for a bit. [ He cocks his head to one side, glancing over the other man's shoulder for a moment before meeting his gaze again, shrugging. ] I can't remember the last time I was on a dance floor.
[ Can't remember because he hasn't ever been to one where he was a guest. Not even his shattered memories attempt to contradict him for once. There are no unpartnered women for him to ask, anyway, if he were so inclined. Everyone here is a relative stranger. ]