Feliks takes her by the hand, and pulls her out onto the dance floor. The band has just started a new song, and he guides her without thinking into the starting position. He's less used to these things than most noble kids, but dancing is easier than talking to stuffy people, at least, and he's always enjoyed doing it.

He knows the girl, whoever she is, isn't noble, so he tilts his head a little before they start. "Have you like, done this one before?"