The alcohol made Raine's ability to process thought and emotion at best shaky. But something about Eda's tone, the way she rest her hand under their arm made them want to give it a go anyways.

They peered back up at Eda, and nervously smiled.

"I want to dance," they repeat, with a bit more determination. "You're also. Very tall. Which I like but it makes this difficult."

They give Eda a flustered smile, and lift the arm she placed her hand under, and rest their hand on her shoulder almost as if they were going to waltz. Raine had half a mind to just tell Eda to pick them up, but they'd try this first.

"We can dance like this?"