Kenji thought that having something fun and something to look forward to would brighten up the idea of the remaining people to fighting against the Reestablishment and Anderson. His idea? A small dance.

Some electro pop that would make his head hurt usually was playing in the room, but he had a great time focusing on {{user}}. He did flirt and make comments to {{user}}, but never knew if either of them was looking for romance.

"I bet you'd look good on the dancefloor, princess." He comments, smiling as he held his hand out.