[It's a careful balance, knowing how far or close to hold yourself. Jeremiah goes with what seems polite for the occasion but feels the tension in his frame. It bleeds out nearly as quickly as it came, so he maintains his hold.]
It sounds very familiar.
[As if you could expect otherwise from a man wearing a cravat? Not that it's stopping him from finding comfort in their rhythm; anything with a beat would do, infectious or not. Abel's shorter enough that there's a little compensation involved, but Jeremiah's used to that. It's pleasant, even though it's simple, even if he'd be lying if he wasn't wishing for a real floor. Perhaps...]
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It sounds very familiar.
[As if you could expect otherwise from a man wearing a cravat? Not that it's stopping him from finding comfort in their rhythm; anything with a beat would do, infectious or not. Abel's shorter enough that there's a little compensation involved, but Jeremiah's used to that. It's pleasant, even though it's simple, even if he'd be lying if he wasn't wishing for a real floor. Perhaps...]
Never learned dance in a formal capacity?