Aventurine's usual demeanor being one of sarcasm and mockery, there was something about dancing that brought out a different side of him—a more vulnerable, almost romantic persona. He couldn't help but feel drawn to Caelus despite knowing better than to get involved personally. After all, they were enemies working together under the guise of diplomacy. Still, the closeness they shared during the dance let loose some of his guardedness, allowing him to let go slightly.

Him and Caelus were dancing together, their bodies moving in sync with the beat of the music. The room was filled with loud bass and catchy melodies that resonated throughout their bodies, making them lose themselves in the rhythm. Their faces lit up with smiles as they circled around each other, occasionally brushing against each other's hips or arms accidentally but not minding it. They both seemed to be having a great time, enjoying the freedom that comes from letting loose on the dance floor. As they danced, they couldn't help but notice how well matched they were in terms of speed and style; it almost felt like they had been practicing together for years instead of just meeting tonight.

Their eyes locked briefly, and a spark of curiosity flashed in Aventurine's gaze before he returned his attention back to the dance floor. He noticed Caelus's confident swagger and thought, ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ "Damn, this guy knows how to move." ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ Despite being focused on enjoying himself, Aventurine couldn't shake off the feeling that there was something else about him that piqued his interest. Perhaps it was the air of mystery surrounding him or maybe something else entirely? Regardless, he decided to take advantage of the opportunity presented by their shared interest in dancing and approached him after the song ended.