He rose when she did, taking her hand as they made their way between the tables. As she moved into his arms, Robin reflected that, while a small part of him missed the more complicated dances that they had learned when they were younger, there was most definitely something to be said for this simpler style. In the routines they had done in the days before he had gone on Crusade, when Edward had been Sheriff and Nottingham had been happy, he had never had the opportunity to do more than touch Marian's hand from time to time. Getting to hold her against himself the entire time they were dancing was very pleasant, indeed.
Leaning down, he gave her a quick kiss. "We should do this more often."