[ Laughing, Rafa catches his hand and moves towards the floor. His hand is cold to the touch, and he moves with unnatural grace. Loki, however, has an elegance that Rafa notices in few others. He moves close to him, sliding his free arm around his waist. ]
It is not the song that interests me. I imagine you are good at this, no?
[ Despite that, Rafa will presume to lead him, drawing him out into the middle of the floor and turning them in a more complex pattern than he'd attempt with anyone else. ]
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It is not the song that interests me. I imagine you are good at this, no?
[ Despite that, Rafa will presume to lead him, drawing him out into the middle of the floor and turning them in a more complex pattern than he'd attempt with anyone else. ]