Remus Lupin | Nebula
Remus had to smile a bit when she offered the fact that he could train himself to be more agile. Perhaps. But he thought maybe he was beyond help in that regard. Remus wouldn't call himself clumsy. He just wasn't as fluid in his movements as others. Some of it was his shyness, and his lack of socialization at an early age. He also just simply lacked coordination, which was probably inherited from his father who was also lanky and a little awkward. He could probably try to be better at it, but he also was just mostly content in his awkwardness.
"I don't think there is one way that is more right than another," he said. "I am not an expert, but the basic idea is that you listen to the music and move in a way that feels right to you." He liked that she was willing to try it. "Would you perhaps like to try it with me? We can learn together." Remus didn't normally offer himself up like that for something like this, much as he was always willing to help other people. But he liked her, and thought there was a chance it could even be fun. He wasn't exactly one to be mimicked on the dance floor, but he also didn't want to send her off by herself even if she was perfectly capable of acting independently.