Any smile out of Achilles was not to be discarded, if there was one, it was a genuine smile and not of arrogance. "Perhaps another night though," insinuating that he'd be willing to see her beyond this event in the future. With grace he took her hand with a gentle squeeze towards the dance floor. At least, despite the pain he could forget about how useless he'd felt and show Athena he could dance as well as he could fight.