"I'd love to." She smiled at him, not entirely sure how to describe why. Mostly just that they were there. He was showing her off to other people and that felt nice. That he was willing to dance because she liked it. And, because she loved him. A lot.

She wouldn't make him dance very long; just long enough to burn off a few of the nerves she was feeling. "Are all these people your family?" There was an entire ballroom full of them, and once people started dressing up she got a bit of Penguin Syndrome: everyone looked the same to her.