So long as you don't get sick... [ Says the boy who didn't get a wink of sleep last night -- but he didn't look too bad off, all things considered. He's running off of excitement and looots of coffee. That probably explains some of his anxiousness, even though this is hardly the first time she's been close to him.
He doesn't plan on saying anything else until the song fades to a halt, pulling away gently, taking her hand in his, and offering her a bow. ] Thank you, again, for the dance. And for organizing all this. [ Motioning to the floor with a hand. ]