"See, between your name, the castle, and the ball - maybe we're in a fairy story right now. Wouldn't that be something?"

Funny, but he does seem to be drifting closer by degrees to the taller man - like he's being drawn in. His heart is fluttering, hammering in his chest, and he feels...nervous. After all, he's...well, as far as he knows, here in town, he's probably one of very few -

Hm.

Well, there's a way to know, isn't there? He clears his throat a little, looking a little sheepish. "Well, I have had some lovely young women come to ask me to dance - but - they were...a little disappointed at my...reaction, I think."