Ballroom dancing was it? Well that was something he could help with and use to get her closer to him. The cards were simply falling into place, all he had to do was scoop them up and play them. Making this either the most fortunate hand he'd played or potentially the most boring. Whichever it was, he was almost certainly not going to fail his mother which was always a good thing.<br/><br/>A somewhat mischievous grin had found its way on his lips as Aria spoke, giggled, and then blushed after he had been pushed into her. Truly her innocence astounded him. It was cute, in an naive way, how she blushed at things like this. He was amused at his horse's action, even more so when Nerezza decided to join in the fun and butt Aria into<span style="font-style: italic">him</span>. Xander outright laughed, albeit semi-softly, as she clung to him and the fell onto the ground, his arms instinctively wrapping around her. Hay poking its way into his clothing and hair. His pale gray-blue eyes settled on hers, his amusement trickling into them. Perhaps he was a cold person, but he wasn't humorless.<span style="color: #BF0000">"They most certainly are, what do you expect of two beasts that grew up in my kingdom?"</span>He paused a moment, eyebrows drawing together a moment as though he were somewhat upset by something and then he continued,<span style="color: #BF0000">"I mean, my mother's kingdom, I guess. That is an incredibly odd thought..."</span><br/><br/>Shaking his head the troubled look vanished and he grinned once more,<span style="color: #BF0000">"Anywho, you said you couldn't ballroom dance before Nerezza and Reaper so kindly decided to put us on the floor..."</span>One eyebrow quirked up and he shot a glare at the horses, who snorted and whinnied quite enjoying themselves.<span style="color: #BF0000">"I was going to say that I happen to be the very best ballroom dancer in any kingdom, and I will have you dancing as well as me."</span>His arms had slid from the hug-like position as he spoke, leaving his hands at her waist so that after he said that he could squeeze her sides to tickle her.<span style="color: #BF0000">"No ifs, ands, or buts. There simply cannot be a princess that doesn't know how to ballroom dance."</span>He was entirely too convincing in his character role, though he supposed that was all the training his mother had given him.