His walls were finally burning away; they were coming down, as were yours. You were letting each other in. Finally, you were dancing with each other to the music from Dutch's gramophone. Not the best, but that didn't matter. You were in each other's arms.

You were looking into his eyes as your hands were intertwined. His free hand was on your hip. You were dancing around and around the campfire, looking into each other's eyes. peaceful in this one moment, for once you were happy. You've both been lonely for too long, but now you have each other.