wesley + ciri
He'd spent enough time playing it safe. If it could possibly kill him? He was in. Wes still had a very healthy dose of wanting to be alive. He couldn't have all the fun if he was dead. But as long as it looked like he had a chance of making it out, then he'd do it. He laughed at himself. "Why? Because I might have a death wish?" Maybe and she was probably right. What better way to remember how to feel alive than by laughing in the grim reaper's face?
But tonight was just about enjoying the moment.
Taking her hand, he led them out of the ballroom. The hotel wasn't that big so Wes would take them outside. He felt a bit sad when she brought up the last 'party' she went to. "That's probably not the sort of dancing you enjoy the most. You'd probably like how they do it where I'm from. They're more ...free style." He swung her, careful as they walked though the lobby, and pulled her back in.