[Without another word Harima guides her onto the floor, quickly picking up on the beat of the music and falling in line with the rest of the dancers. His movements lacked the grace of many of the others, and he kept pulling her in odd little twirls, but he carried himself with enough confidence for the both of them.
Good thing, too. He had no idea what he was doing.]
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Good thing, too. He had no idea what he was doing.]