[ He thinks that's a pity. No one ever said you had to be an extrovert to enjoy dancing. In fact, he knows a few of exactly the opposite.

But he follows the direction of her point, arching an eyebrow at her suggestion and then giving a slight chuckle. ]

You want to go shopping? Sure, that sounds like fun. Although I've not much coin to my name still. Showing up here with nothing really sets one back. Sorry? [ He offers her an apologetic glance, as if that might be a problem here. Or, at the very least, hinting that he expected it to be because it very much had been in the past. ]