Len snapped out of the daze he had slipped into when Emma had placed her head on his shoulder. It had made him strangely content with being there. Like he'd found something he'd been looking for the longest time. Not knowing how she felt about it, he internalized it, deciding he would broach the topic later, when she would be more open with him. He stopped leading her through the dance, leaving them standing in each others arms in the center of the room.<br/><br/>"Relax, you're fine," He replied gently, tilting her head up with his right hand, "Besides, you did better in ten minutes than the last girl I taught did in a whole month."<br/><br/>He hoped she'd take the compliment well despite him mentioning another girl. He was aware of the fact she relaxed into him while they danced, which told him she'd enjoyed it as much if not more than he did. He gently squeezed her in a one-armed hug before exiting her personal space.<br/><br/>"For someone whose never danced before, you picked that up pretty damn quick," He said, giving her an approving smile that was warmer than the first one he'd given her, "Color me impressed. You have some natual talent hidden within you."