One thing’s for sure, you can’t dance, which is why you’re trying to make your way through the crowd of people dancing with one another; you want to leave. However, your friend has a better idea.

He catches up to you smoothly while taking consideration of the crowd. Diluc catches your wrist before you can go.

“May I have this dance? I can teach you.” He offers amiably, holding his other hand out for you to take. Maybe this ball won’t be so bad — a dance with a friend won’t hurt, right?