"Ah..." Romeo seemed to understand a little more than he understood their first meeting. "I understand. But what if I do not desire to reach out alone? Come, Deli-chan... Before this night may truly live, I wish to have at least one lap around the hall with you. Then, we shall share the touchable music. Those things are not to be kept to oneself."

He tugged her toward the center, a gentle motion, his other hand resting gently at the small of her back. It was probably flattering and yet intimidating to have such magnanimous attention focused on her flighty self.