He nearly slipped out of synch when Daminor nearly fell over, and only a quick improvisation of impossible proportions made it look like he had both planned and practice it before hand. "What, shared my bed with you and then began getting you to... 'loosen up?' Believe me, that was probably as enjoyable for you as it was for myself."<br/><br/>His grin at the innuendo was nearly predatory, but he continued on with the little dance, noting that the dance was starting to wind down.