If not for years of schooling and manners, Glitch might've just broken down and cried and hugged Wyatt. Instead, his eyes are just very bright as he bows back and holds out his hand. "I'd be honoured, sir. Let me guess... you'll lead?"

There's a bright grin at the small reminder of other times.

Azkadellia nudges DG, nodding towards the pair as they head for the dance floor.