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Mark had his headphones on and his iPod turned up loud. He moved with the driving beat, trim hips shaking, limbs arcing through the air, hair falling into his closed eyes. It should have looked graceless, ridiculous, but instead he managed to look completely natural, completely given over to the music.

He hummed low in his throat and spun wildly, utterly primal, nearly careening into Santo. Mark's eyes popped open in surprise and he laughed, jumping up to fling one arm around Santo's shoulders, small body dangling from his neck. "Hello!" he called, reaching up to tug down the headphones. The otherworldly trance music, driven by one hell of a beat, blared out around them. "Ready to adventure?"

Mark pressed a friendly kiss to Santo's chin and dropped down, spinning on his heel and sashaying back three steps, grinning. "Hey, do you dance?"