“Oh~?” Felix grinned as he shot a look over his shoulder. “I suppose you’ll have to tell me your name, then. So I don’t insult our dear host.” Once he found a nice place for them among the other dancers, Felix pivoted around to face his new friend, all happiness and smiles.

“I can waltz with you.” Sort of. “Or you could lead.” That’s an option, too. He didn’t mind either way, whatever Tiras preferred was fine by him.

“Oh! I’m Felix.” There, now he’s offering a name instead of just asking for one. That’s better, right?