"I'll remember. I'd never blame you for it anyway, or think you did it on purpose."

This...was actually really nice. Not that she expected it to be bad. She just wasn't expecting it to feel this natural. And there was something different about it, too. Something oddly new or maybe it was just something she hadn't noticed before. Whatever it was, it wasn't helping the butterflies in her stomach or the faint red across her cheeks and nose. Not that she minded either of those.

And she couldn't help but keep her eyes on him. The other people at the dance weren't nearly as fascinating. Or in all likely-hood she somehow forgot they were there and it was just her and Merlin, swaying softly to the song playing from the speakers.

She's finally caught on to how distracted he seems and she looks worried for a moment. "Merlin? What's wrong?"