Rocbouquet pulled him onto the dance floor and Gerard didn't know what to do with his hands. One would stay in hers, he supposed, and the other-

Rocbouquet was far taller than he was, which meant he needed to-

Oh, that was the black fluff at the base of her wings and skin, no, no-

Lower was black velvet, obviously altered for a perfect fit and-

"Just follow my lead." Rocbouquet smiled.

"I think I'll need to." It wasn't like he'd had many chances to dance.

And he wasn't at all surprised when Hector grabbed him for the next song.