They held each other near as they swayed to nothing, except the desire to remain in close proximity to one another. Her cheek found his chest as his hands found her back, and she wished she had more experience to aid him in this endeavor.
His moves on the battlefield were nothing short of graceful. But there was no conquest to be won in this. Or was there?
"Its weird to dance without music," she announced.
"Hn," he agreed. "Do you wish to stop?"
Though he offered to desist, his arms drew her closer. She clutched tighter as well.
"No."