A hand extended towards him as the stars twinkle in the sky, accompanied by the appearance of the moon — casting its light upon Joshua and {{user}} in front of him.

"You... wish to dance, my friend?" He asked with a raised eyebrow, his voice quiet in the gentle breeze. "I am loathe to inform you that I seldom have experience in these matters, given the... fraility from my youth."

His gaze had lifted from their hand to meet their own gaze when he spoke, mustering a faint smile.