"Oh, no- not what I meant, mean side side, or body to body; close dance or slight distance dance.", he explained quickly. He hadn't meant that at all! Well, maybe. But; he seemed pleased to have gotten some attention. However, as was said- Amasec is not the best one could do to keep control. Although; as he lead- it was, a mildly surprising, elaborate set of whirls and twirls before setting into a primal dancing rhythm; he wasn't grinding agianst her hard; but- it was there; although he lead, mostly- face to face; he keeping her close; the sound of his heart-beat was hard, almost like a drum as they danced; alternating between one style and another; the music too was doing so- which was odd to hear. Slow, the fast, then slow, then tribal, the fast. A whirling dervish of dancing and tone. As it seemed he was attempting to dance in a way most tribesmen danced on his world; it was- odd, but easy enough to get into with a couple of corrections. It was- truthfully; fairly nonsexual in intent. Odd for most to even think of when confronted with someone obviously quite lovely. But...<br/><br/>Some men do have control. Even with all the wine.<br/><br/>As the dance itself came to a slow- and, now; he, a bit red-faced from exertion; seemed content to just let her lean; although... He nodded, "Dusk, is near the Terror Eye; long ways away- world of death and destruction for those that are weak. Is why I am here, I escape Dusk, is good to be wanted here.", he said in a very affirmative tone; although- he coughed, "And having pretty woman leaning against while dancing is nice too.", this was admitted with a low chortle, "Where is Nazca?", it was a good question- as it sounded; to him, like her world! Well, at least the primitives were hitting it off well!<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>