I relate to him on a spiritual level.

Lovino had been spent most of the afternoon dancing trying to come up with a new routine. He wanted something that screamed excitement. He was incorporating some of the footwork from the Jive currently. “Well lots of formal training.I could show you a thing or two.”

“Its more of a couples dancing or should i say pairs.” Lovino had experience in several dance styles before he had decided to join the circus. “We can start off small then work your way up. Then I’m sure you’ll dazzle them like you’ve never done before.”

Meg sighed dramatically. “Do you, too, subscribe to the existentialist ideas of so fatalistic a character as Jean-Paul Sartre?” 

“You need not be a princess to dance. Now would you kindly aid me in this waltz?” He repeated his request and held out his hand.

He took a deep breathe hoping it would give him time to relax. He allowed the other to pull him in closer. Moving his body as directed by Gillian’s touch cues. Lovino tensed up just slightly when he first felt the breaking of the skin, he soon relaxed once more.Not knowing much to do with his arms he wrapped them around the other. Fingers gripping gently upon his clothing.

Lovino raised a brow. “A spoon? That’s a bit of a odd request don’t you think. Though I just have plastic cutlery with me and nothing more.” Now the true question was where did he leave it last.

“Maybe one day, I’m sure he’d love to meet you.” 

“I’m not sure what you could do about it, Lovi,” Damek drags his fingers across the wall as he paces, “It isn’t a pretty situation. That much is for sure.”

“Well you’re lucky because it isn’t everyday that I allow something like this to happen.” When it came to hugging and more intimate acts Lovino needed the utmost trust in someone or at least wanted them that close. 

“You have a habit of expecting a formal answer every time.”

“Never mind, clearly you didn’t understand.” Lovino believed it was best if he just dropped it before he had to actually explain himself to the other. “That’s nice to know.” He gave Alfred a quick look over before turning his gaze in another direction but mostly to hide the smile that was actually starting to grow. He began to grumble under his breath hoping it would help.

“You need not be a princess to dance. Now would you kindly aid me in this waltz?” He repeated his request and held out his hand.

Lovino led the way to his tent, placing the plate of cookies down on his makeshift table. He removed his collared shirt and discarded in the direction of his bed. “I’m as ready as I’ll ever be for this.” 

Lovino had been spent most of the afternoon dancing trying to come up with a new routine. He wanted something that screamed excitement. He was incorporating some of the footwork from the Jive currently. “Well lots of formal training.I could show you a thing or two.”

Lovino stretched out just a bit. “I do have a bit ballet background and some other forms as well.” His family were a set of performers whether with dance or song. “Also if you want to have so more fun we can do a ballroom as well.”

“You need not be a princess to dance. Now would you kindly aid me in this waltz?” He repeated his request and held out his hand.

He let out a small huff. “If you don’t mind walking to my tent.” Lovino felt as if he were to be in a safety of his tent he wouldn’t have to worry about being dragged all over the place if he fainted. Also the cookies would be safe if something like that were to happen.

Lovino raised a brow. “A spoon? That’s a bit of a odd request don’t you think. Though I just have plastic cutlery with me and nothing more.” Now the true question was where did he leave it last.

“Demetrio is his name, probably loves sweets as much as you. Very hands on with clothing.” Lovino replied as he began to focus his attention on the frosting container. When he finally got a spoonful he relaxed himself. He placed the spoon to lips but before just put the whole thing in his mouth he gave it a cautionary lick. “Oh wow, this is delicious.” He was going to take it slow and enjoy the substance on his spoon.

“You need not be a princess to dance. Now would you kindly aid me in this waltz?” He repeated his request and held out his hand.

Lovino decided to pocket a small apple for later but more so if he saw his little tiger friend. He turned his attention to Gillian whom was now holding a plate full of cookies. “That works.” A small smile crossing his features as he took the plate. He took a deep breath and swallowed hard as he knew what was likely going to happen now. “Do want to do this here or somewhere more private?”

“Oh shit, your cover’s blown! Here, go into this water! Cover yourself in chocolate syrup immediately! Just dive!”

“You need not be a princess to dance. Now would you kindly aid me in this waltz?” He repeated his request and held out his hand.

Lovino’s eyes travels around the food tent glancing at the food that was out for display. Guess he was going to have to settle for some cookies unless the other had some type of plan. Even though he was willing to settle he was also craving the dessert. “Guess there’s nothing here,well aside from cookies.”