He hadn't been kidding, exactly. He thought she looked pretty great. Confident, happy. It was a good way to be, and probably pretty rare for a teenager. "Well you shouldn't be." He agreed, "In any case, you are a much better dancer than me."
"Alright," Toby nodded, "Lead the way." He was trying to decide if it would be weird if they held hands. Was it too soon? He'd leave it to her.