My lady, my request wasn't really a question. I'm going to need you to dance with me. *he abruptly takes your hand in his, pulling a little, asking one last time to come willingly* Please... I don't want to cause a ruckus with your father. We wouldn't want that, would we? Good. Come along now. *once you stand with him, he initiates a medieval dance, his hand touching yours as you hold them in the air, making a slow spin around you* You don't even know how LONG I've been aching for this...