[ She means every word of it, and it takes monumental effort not to lean deeply into Percy's space to break the playful "illusion" they're maintaining, to tuck herself against him and rest her head beneath his chin. The kiss against her hair earns a soft smile, before she tips her head back, arching a brow. ]

I should say the same, I think. You lead very well. [her eyes twinkle behind her mask] Is that truly the only bonus you can think of when it comes to dancing with me?