Jurah silently but calmly paced himself back towards the dinner table while he listened to Lady Makaâ€™s proposal. He rubbed his chin slowly as he took it in and nodded his head approvingly. â€œIt would indeed be a great honor to remain as your guest, Miâ€™ Lady. As far as I know my people are in no dire need of me anytime soon so if you wish it, I shall remain here until you have mastered the dance of the Denravi peopleâ€ Jurah bowed and let a prideful smile stretch across his lips. He was indeed proud of his people and all their heritage had to offer. Jurah let himself lean against one of the dining chairs and glanced back at Maka. â€œI have to say Lady Maka, you adapted rather quickly to the dance as it was so Iâ€™m afraid I have very little left to demonstrate to you. This might make my time here briefâ€¦.â€ He said a hint of genuine sadness. Not too far down in his soul he longed to remain here with her for as long as they both lived but that was a feeling he still needed to suppress until, if ever, it was the right time. Then he stood straight with his hands resting behind his back and gingerly made his way back towards Maka with a playful smile on his face yet again.<br/><br/>â€œOf course I may just take my time, in order to enjoy your company just a little bit longerâ€¦â€ Jurah paused again to gather his thoughts and smiled at learning a dance from Lady Maka herself. â€œIt also would be an honor to learn one of your dances as well. It would be nice to spice up Denraviâ€™s culture just a bit. I doubt theyâ€™re all bored with their lives but with what simple lives we lead out on those plainsâ€¦it shall be a welcome change of pace for them. So then, you have my answer Miâ€™ Lady. Now we only need your official word. Shall I stay as your guest until we have something new to offer our people?â€ Jurah let a large friendly smile stretch across his face.