With his mind drifting, unbeknowst but not unsuspected to him, in the same direction of diction, Luneth grinned, "Nae; in fact I've been gambling on it, my lady -  playing my hand, for I hope to get luckier still, after a fashion." He welcomed the head against his shoulder, stroking the stripy hair. The end fell and treated itself to a squeeze of Rose's rear, half-pretending to be maneuvering her around amidst the dancing (which had apparently inclined a few other nearby couples to the same). His thumb slid in a place and manner similar to Aria's last touch, suggested a learning or at least suspicion hat his dancing partner went free underneath. His smile betrayed this revelation.<br/><br/>"Luck favors those who seize it," he brushed his lips across hers, "You have earned it. I count myself spectacularly lucky to have met you today, Rose...but after the Lady had done her part, I decided to make the rest of it...and seize you!" He twirled her out and under one arm, then back in with a snap, catching her behind the waist and hooking her thigh up to lean her back nearly horizontally to the deck for a moment. He couldn't held her there a moment, but suddenly realizing ti just might kick up her skirt a bit much, and given what he suspected...he snapped her up again, closed both arms close about her body this time, and kissed her.<br/>