Don't believe in no-win scenarios

Rocket has an easy target on his hands if he's looking to be sly. The mage is oblivious to any sidling, focusing instead on nursing the wine glass in his hands and watching Runa. Getting to watch his wife instead of generally being awkward was an unexpected benefit of getting married. One he's taken full advantage of thusfar.

Being addressed by someone he didn't know was nearby startles him out of his thoughts. He blinks down at the talking raccoon and flounders a little before finding his words again.

"Oh, um... I... I can dance..." He looks back to Runa, throwing her arms in the air and laughing like nobody's watching. "But not like that. More... formal." He looks back hopefully to his new conversational partner. "Do you waltz?"