Peter B | Claire
He'd done a fairly good job of not letting himself get too distracted by Claire up to that point. There had been plenty to keep his attention, whether it had been being sick himself, or later Claire being sick, or the next round of disappearing town's people. But like this, with Claire moving with him - Peter couldn't even pretend to himself that he wasn't interested.
"Guess I just needed a little bit of help to get the hang of it." He said leaning into her just a little when she turned to face him again. His fingertips itched to wander just a little there at her hips, and he shifted just a little, enough to let one hand press up against the small of her back, not a pressing touch, as much as one just to have his hand on her.
"You're pretty good at all this." He told her, not just the dancing, though most obviously that, but everything too - her transition hadn't seemed too bad, she'd fit herself into a space that Peter hadn't really totally realized was there until it was filled and now here she was doing it once more.