[In fact, Barnaby was very aware that their movements were... almost flawless. Almost. A lot of emphasis on that word, because if he were to admit to anything other than almost then that would give Kotetsu far too much credit and he wasn't quite ready for that yet. By now he had managed to somewhat block out the prospective daggers aimed his way from wherever the woman from earlier had decided to watch him, and he tried his best to keep his focus more-so on the soft rhythm of the music that flowed through the room, his steps fluid and practiced and he really had no idea that Kotetsu could dance this relatively well... again, only almost. Almost. His brow furrowed slightly as his eyes darted to Kotetsu's now free hand, and when he reached for it again it had almost seemed as if he'd just about been ready to concede defeat.]
It's not bad.
[--but of course, that would have been such a silly idea, and when his fingers wrapped around Kotetsu's wrist he attempted to pull the hand up to rest on his shoulder. As for the hand on his hip, he was already well in the process of attempting to tug it away to further reverse their positions. All done without a single misstep either. He'd done this more than enough times to be able to multitask at the same time.]
But I had been under the impression that I would lead.
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It's not bad.
[--but of course, that would have been such a silly idea, and when his fingers wrapped around Kotetsu's wrist he attempted to pull the hand up to rest on his shoulder. As for the hand on his hip, he was already well in the process of attempting to tug it away to further reverse their positions. All done without a single misstep either. He'd done this more than enough times to be able to multitask at the same time.]
But I had been under the impression that I would lead.