There's a moment where his expression shifts from confused and slightly hurt to understanding and then back to a smile, earnest and a touch brighter for it. He still should have asked, but the guilt of it soothes the thing that churned and lurked in him. "Ah...good, then, I'm glad. Sometimes, a man ought to be free to have his own mind, especially such a mind as yours."

He paused a step of their movements to lean in for a brief kiss. He wanted more, to lose himself in it, but it wasn't time for that just yet. Instead, he lead them back to their earlier dance, but picked up the pace only a touch, back to what it was meant to be. "Let's see how well you remember now that I've distracted you with something slower and with different steps, hmm?" Rude? Maybe, but an effective learning trick.