Reagan was used to dancing with a partner; almost as much as she was used to dancing with herself. Rasui was a fun partner, as she adored him, and she could see where Layla's influence had rubbed off. They were fluid together, as if they'd been dancing for years instead of this being their first time, and she was surprised at how easily he moved and lifted and improvised based on what she was doing. Reagan wasn't even out of breath by the time the music ended, though she made a show of fake-curtseying to him after his bow.
"You didn't interrupt, darling. I love dancing with you," she said with a grin. Ras was easily one of her favorite people, and not just because of how much she loved Layla. She liked how unique he was, how genuine, and how he saw the world in a different way than everyone else.
"What brings you here on an otherwise boring Thursday afternoon?"