<div style="text-align: justify;">Emma allowed herself to be guided by Len. She had never really done this, so even if he had only slow danced a few times, he would still have done it more often than she had. Her hands rested on his shoulders, and she allowed him to place his arms around her. For a moment or two, she froze in place, but it didn't take long for her to calm herself and not freak out.<br/><br/>"I have never done this, so I won't even notice if you screw up... unless you step on my feet". The observation was valid, since Emma wasn't wearing anything on her feet right now. Still, for some reason she felt that she didn't need to worry about getting her feet stepped on.<br/><br/>Allowing herself to be led around the room, Emma was a little awkward at first, but as they moved, she started relaxing and learning how to move along with Len. Slowly, the hands that rested somewhat hovering on Len's shoulders moved to touch them, and then in a way that her arms were wrapped around his shoulders. At that moment, she had even forgotten about her bandages, something she was deeply ashamed of. Now, though, she was feeling nothing but a sense of relaxation.<br/><br/>She wasn't thinking either, as her head - the dark hair neatly tied on the braid - found a place on Len's shoulder, in a natural motion. <br/><br/>It was only when she felt a shoulder under her head that Emma moved. She didn't really snap as she would in any other situation in which she felt threatened, it was more as though she had noticed what she was doing. Feeling her cheeks warm up and sure that she was blushing, Emma closed her eyes and let her hands slide back to Len's shoulders. "I'm sorry", she murmured, her voice barely audible.</div>