"Oh, no. It can't be that one," Wysteria says automatically, lapsing afterward into thoughtful silence so she might consider the alternatives. All this without releasing his captured hand.

There is one dance that might be accomplished with hardly any modification at all, and would be friendly to the shape of the corridor besides. But it's among her least favorites, and there's a reason she hadn't bothered to show it to Bastien either. The steps are dull.

"Here," she says at last, deciding. There is a part they will have to modify, but it might be done with just one pair of linked hands. Shifting, Wysteria begins to tap her toe against the cold stone floor. (Oh, his poor bare feet.) "This is the tempo. I'll show you your part, and then we'll trade."