[Twas truly easy to fall into step with Caleb as his partner, Eliot had to admit. He may not be as gallant as he probably should be at this point in the evening, but there was this little matter of being so far from those that mattered, which niggled at his brain squaring him off against his natural mannerism. He did like to break rules and cause such scandals now and then. Although there was no Bambi here to enjoy the repercussions of such. So boring.

That didn't keep Eliot from having a wee bit of fun with his dance partner that reminded him quite a bit of where his head and heart continued to roam back to. Humming over the news of Frumpkin's ease of disappearance, Eliot allowed himself a lowered tension level in his shoulders over at least one thing.

There would be no dire consequences there. ] That's a relief. I would hate to lose my hands or worse, all because I decided to dip you during a dance.

[There was a hint of laughter that flashed through his eyes when he came up to tempt and tease. Light fingers dangle their tales over the other magic users back watching the red head alight with a flustered charm that relaxed Eliot a bit more. Maybe he would make it through this night without being drugged or drunk after all, maybe.]

I take it that the scandal sheets are not a good thing. Too bad. I might have delighted in kissing each and every one of your freckles, and perhaps even your very full lips.

[Learning of scandal sheets kept Eliot's voice low and near Caleb's ear. He made sure that no one heard his voice above the music, but began to keep time so that nothing would seem amiss as he relentlessly flirted with the other man.]