The closeness may have had an acceptable rationale, now, but the warmth of the two in such close contact was far from lost on Claude. His hand found her waist easily as he began to lead the dance. His hand gripped hers gently as they moved about on the balcony, though space was somewhat limited. Claude moved rather gracefully, such that he never had to leave his partner's gaze as he skillfully kept them clear from any misstep.<br/><br/>"You move wonderfully, milady," he leaned in and whispered against her ear, so close that his heartbeat could be heard by his counterpart.<br/><br/>A crescendo seemed to be rising from the musicians inside as they twirled about, the young man meeting the lady's eyes once more as their dancing seemed to increase in intensity with the music. Their faces were perhaps a bit closer than two strangers in a dance should have been as he spoke in hushed tones. "Would that this night never end, so that I may live in this moment."