Song sighed and shook her head, “This was the first thing I taught you. You cannot dance if you do not know how to count the beat. Stand up and show me the waltz step as you count. She claps 1...2...3...4… then tells him left forward, right together, left foot left, right foot together, left foot forward, and you have moved in a square. Again… repeat…hold your arm as if I am dancing with you. Stop a moment. Who leads the man or woman?”<br/>Song was starting to lose patience with him. Rather it was herself. She had not ever taught anyone to dance. "Eaun you almost got it.<br/>The dancer tapped the rim of the keg she was sitting on with a soft steady beat. She looked at him counting with him. Once he caught his breath she nodded to one of the sailors that was playing a fife. Song faced Eaun and went over the steps again.<br/><br/>Song stepped her right food backward, "Forward, side, forward, together…Turn half step forward on your left food… and repeat. Very  good. Your dancing…Count in your head and do not look at your feet. Smile a bit. Listen to the music."<br/><br/>She kept the slow waltz until Euan was no longer looking at his feet and seemed to get the hang of the slow movements. Her left hand was on his slender waist and her right was laced into his left hand. She felt his hands become more steady as he caught on.  The dancer watched Euan as his lips slightly as he counted. Each time he messed steeped he stooped moving and he lowered.<br/>Song did not say anything as he prepared out of habit to be hit.  The dancer rubbed Euan's side reassuring him. She smiled at him and nodded when he got it right.<br/><br/>"When you wish me to twirl you use your left hand and spin my hand and I will go under your arm and we step again in time. Count  1 2  3  4 spin 1 2 3 4 spin. Pivot is half a step and you turns as you guide me with your right hand. Very nicely done. Again a few more times and we will take another break. Let me know when you get hungry."