[ He has thoughts regarding Odin. Of course he does, but he reserves them for later. It's enough that a truce is forced upon them, their conditions such that it would not benefit them to fight amongst each other.
Whether that is enough remains to be seen, but he and Odin had...tolerated one another.
Dion's eyes follow where Joshua's hand leads. Just as he says, competitors sweep through the room, some with more grace than others. It isn't the sort of battlefield Dion had expected to find, but he supposes that he's still dressed for the part after his time in the casino.
His gaze lingers on the dancers only long enough to observe that the floor itself, as well as those competing, serve as obstacles to victory. Yet as Joshua says, from a secure position they could attempt to find a way to aid these people.
Dion has heard it cannot be done, but the Phoenix doesn't accept impossible and inevitable. This he knows well. It's something he admires. ]
Poise, rhythm...and subterfuge.
[ He huffs a bemused breath. Well, this poses far less challenge or threat than what they have faced prior. ]
I should think this well within our capabilities. So then [ There is no need for the courtly manners they're both well familiar with, but Dion withdraws his hand and sweeps into a proper bow all the same before offering it anew. He isn't bereft of humor. ] may I have this dance?
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Whether that is enough remains to be seen, but he and Odin had...tolerated one another.
Dion's eyes follow where Joshua's hand leads. Just as he says, competitors sweep through the room, some with more grace than others. It isn't the sort of battlefield Dion had expected to find, but he supposes that he's still dressed for the part after his time in the casino.
His gaze lingers on the dancers only long enough to observe that the floor itself, as well as those competing, serve as obstacles to victory. Yet as Joshua says, from a secure position they could attempt to find a way to aid these people.
Dion has heard it cannot be done, but the Phoenix doesn't accept impossible and inevitable. This he knows well. It's something he admires. ]
Poise, rhythm...and subterfuge.
[ He huffs a bemused breath. Well, this poses far less challenge or threat than what they have faced prior. ]
I should think this well within our capabilities. So then [ There is no need for the courtly manners they're both well familiar with, but Dion withdraws his hand and sweeps into a proper bow all the same before offering it anew. He isn't bereft of humor. ] may I have this dance?