Anon: Come on, ask Zoe to dance. If you sit back someone else will do it. Otto, maybe.
It's not the first time Finn and Zoe have caught each other's eye. She smiles at him tenderly every time. He smiles back but he doesn't decide to approach her. And it feels strange to him.
He used to talk to her. But now something seems to be stopping him.
And then he notices how Otto is looking at Zoe. His hand involuntarily tightens on the glass. Your words give him determination, and he gets up from his seat and heads for Zoe before Otto can start doing the same.
Zoe looks a little surprised when he comes up to her, even though she seems like she's been waiting for this.
Finn smiles and holds out his hand to her. "Mind if I join you?"
Zoe smiles brightly and shakes her head, extending her hand in return. His fingers intertwine with hers, and her other hand hesitantly rests on his shoulder. Finn hesitates before putting his hand on her waist. Together they sway slowly to the tired sound of the lute.















