I do possess a certain grace you clearly lack. But not all hope is lost. [A part of him realizes he's letting his guard down and a part of him enjoys this.

Yet the instincts he's listened to all of his life tells him he's being dumb. Even if it's Sion, don't drop your guard. He knows Sion's different and he knows, truly knows, he's not in danger. But old habits are hard to break.

His smile fades and with one last twirl, he spins Sion. He claps his hands.] And there you go. You have learned a basic dance.