Her heart pounds strangely when he looks away, and catching a quick glance of Tobias' exceedingly smug face only serves to pain her face brighter to match.

This whole dancing business is utterly wretched.

"And now opposite. I step forward and you step backward," she mumbles self-consciously, stumbling a little sloppily as her bad leg takes the weight of her, grip tightening as she rights herself. "We will not worry so much about turning, I do not think."