One long, lazy strand Devero can handle. (Or maybe that's just a benefit of his suddenly buoyant mood?) In fact, the way it whirls makes him want to follow suit, meaning he leads Koumyou again into tighter, faster steps, sharper turns, and even a dramatic spin or two.

He's catching Koumyou up close, absorbing the momentum of the latest spin, when the priest says that. His breath catches in his throat for a moment, then releases again in a delighted laugh. "Oh, could we please? I would love that."