Unprepared to be pulled close or for the shift into a soft, sweet rendition of anything, Cecil's hesitation is immediate and he blushes, though it isn't too visible in the dark and firelight. Thankfully. Still, it's too late to step back now, so he just lowers his head a little and sets one hand on Levi's shoulder and lets him lead until Cricket decides to change the tempo.
This, he's more comfortable with and he finds his rhythm almost immediately, though he's not about to make half the spectacle Levi seems to be aiming for...