“If you mess up, I’ll go with the flow, I’ll keep the movement going. If you fall, I’ll catch you. Don’t worry about it too much.” She was as blunt as ever, because it seemed so blatantly obvious to her. That’s what a dance partner was right? Someone to support you. Or well, that was what she’d believed. You know, before her growth spurt and habit of outgrowing them all. She didn’t seem like it, but she was a team player who gave what she got. She shook those thoughts from her head, no need to dwell on something like that. Especially when they hadn’t confirmed it, people suggested things like that.
“Oh, I’m sure they’ll get you somehwere. Someday.” Her response had an element of playfulness to it, but she didn’t take it too seriously. His looks might not get him anywhere but his outgoing nature and apparent likeability probably would. No need to tell him that though. “I don’t see why we couldn’t be friends. Provided you drop the ‘it’s an honour thing.’ It’s making friends. Which…I suppose we are.“
;---- What an answer? She truly was a passionate person, he had concluded that long ago. Yet, not once had he expected her to say such a thing-- Especially to himself. She said she would catch him if he fell, yet he doubted that once it escaped her lips. No one would ever chance getting dirty for his sake, right? He wasn't worth it, at least that's what he felt. There were other's in the world that were worth the time and effort, but his complete selflessness made him a better person. It made it so that no matter how much he loathed himself and meandered in darkness, he could always give his all to caring for other's. It wasn't often that he smiled genuinely, or completely relaxed around people he didn't know, but as his shoulders fell and he rose his head, tilting it only slightly to smile before he finally verbalized his response. "Maybe one day you'll realize that its hard to catch someone who is naturally below you. And it is hard to act as a support for something that is used to standing on its own, despite how broken and battered it is. Though, of course, it is an appreciated thought." He acknowledged her closing statement, giving a stern nod."I'll drop it. Though, you best remember that the thought of being friends with you was sort of an unmanageable thing for me for a while." He teased with the shrug of his shoulders. "So this is a totally random question, but do you, by any chance in the world, like coffee?"
