Ezio chuckles, but hardly at the dance. It stems from a good feeling inside, one that makes him wrap an arm around her fully, press close and taking care to stay as near to her as possible because there is nothing better in this moment than the feeling of her pressed against him, the comfort of her softness.

"Oh? Is this how you dance?" he murmurs, seeing the spark in her eyes even from behind the mask. The familiar look of her lips shifting into a smile. She's precious to him, and just the thought of that makes him press a warm kiss to the side of her neck.