"My mama taught me to dance, daddy taught me how to cook." He said swaying her around by the hip. His other hand kept taught on her hip as they enjoyed the grooving song. Kryner tried his best to mimic the deep soul singer's voice with his rough coarse baritone interrogator voice. "Don't with the King... don't mess with me I'm the gamest in the land, I never play nice, I'm the devil's, right-hand man." Not being able to hold the long notes it scratched his voice too much to do so and sounded out of breath before coughing. "Hehe, not quite like Lui VIlla levels yet." He snickered as he lifted his hand up for her to spin underneath him. As she curled back he leaned her to the side keeping her tucked to his chest before propping her up the bridal style in his arms as he carried her around still gently swinging around the room and nearly knocked over a picture off the bookshelf from her extended feet dangling off his arm.<br/><br/>The two relaxing like this would be a common theme over the night, doing small bits and bobs to entertain themselves in the winter months that seemed to only grow colder and colder even after the new year.