There's something a little bizarre to Tetsuo about anyone looking at him like he's supposed to be the responsible one--he really doesn't see himself that way at all, at least not as what polite society would consider responsible. Of course, he does try to keep up his own particular sort of responsibility, but even that's compromised when it runs up against whatever might please Shiho.
With his attention directed toward the food momentarily, he's briefly distracted with how super fancy a thing like an ice swan seems to him, but he blinks as she guides him off in another direction entirely. It takes him a second to realize what's going on, and he grins sheepishly as she clarifies at just about the same time. As usual, there's just a bit of reluctance as she pulls away, only to turn back to him right away, classy and dazzling as ever, leaving him flustered and entirely charmed.
"Aheheh.. I, uh, if y'don't mind, uh.. showin' me whatta do.."
He barely resists the impulse to fidget with his hair, instead reaching out to take her offered hands in his. He can't help being a bit nervous about dancing, which he hasn't exactly done a lot of, especially fancy party date dancing, and worrying vaguely about disappointing her by not doing it well. Then again, he's also perfectly comfortable trusting her to guide and take good care of him, and if she's pleased with him, he really doesn't especially care what anyone else at the party thinks about him. Tentatively, he gently pulls her closer, since he's pretty sure slow dancing is supposed to also be close, which he has no complaints about at all.
Of course, she also knows he's more than agile enough to pick up dance moves pretty easily, and all the more so if it's the sort of dance where he doesn't have to do much more than sway with her and admire her. Even he's confident he can manage that effortlessly.
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With his attention directed toward the food momentarily, he's briefly distracted with how super fancy a thing like an ice swan seems to him, but he blinks as she guides him off in another direction entirely. It takes him a second to realize what's going on, and he grins sheepishly as she clarifies at just about the same time. As usual, there's just a bit of reluctance as she pulls away, only to turn back to him right away, classy and dazzling as ever, leaving him flustered and entirely charmed.
"Aheheh.. I, uh, if y'don't mind, uh.. showin' me whatta do.."
He barely resists the impulse to fidget with his hair, instead reaching out to take her offered hands in his. He can't help being a bit nervous about dancing, which he hasn't exactly done a lot of, especially fancy party date dancing, and worrying vaguely about disappointing her by not doing it well. Then again, he's also perfectly comfortable trusting her to guide and take good care of him, and if she's pleased with him, he really doesn't especially care what anyone else at the party thinks about him. Tentatively, he gently pulls her closer, since he's pretty sure slow dancing is supposed to also be close, which he has no complaints about at all.
Of course, she also knows he's more than agile enough to pick up dance moves pretty easily, and all the more so if it's the sort of dance where he doesn't have to do much more than sway with her and admire her. Even he's confident he can manage that effortlessly.