This whole idea had been at the last second, as had been all of the purchases for her outfit for the evening. The headmaster had told her that there needed to be a SeeD presence at the ball, and that most of the other SeeDs were busy for the evening. The last person she really expected to meet was that man. And when the stranger that had asked her to dance had ‘let go’ of her hand, she had been essentially thrown into him, quickly turning and apologizing for the clumsy teen. Had be not been the son of some socialite, she wouldn’t have even accepted his offer to enter the dance floor.
"I’m so sorry. You know how young boys can be, nerves and hormones and what not." The apology came easily, but the even tone of her voice had been worked for.