Max thought for a moment, then nodded his head, "I suppose you're right..." he said, remaining where he was sitting so Elise could wrap up the wound. "Dance has been apart of my soul since my mother passed away.." he told her. "I guess you could say music was a way to ease out of my sorrows. But then again, I wasn't able to feel sorrow anymore.." he paused for a moment, scratching the back of his head. He lifted his head a bit to look directly into Elise's for a moment. "But... I admire your dancing. Your movements and figure alone is really nice... Elegant even.." he complimented, smiling at her with that eye smile of his.<br/><br/>When he was sure Elise had finished patching the wound, he stood up from the bench, going to look outside for a bit. "Guess heading to class is a option today.. Don't want to be late, right?" he asked, a grin on his face now. "Come on, I think I remember where the classroom is now.." he said, taking a hold of her hand in his and darting outside towards the school's main building, and finding his way up towards the stairs to the top. They stood just outside of the classroom. Students passed by, staring at Elise and Max's entwined hands.  Hands he forgot Max alone was holding. Surely there would be talk of this soon. He let go and went to open the door for her, after making sure she walked in, he walked in as well and went to go take his seat.