He couldn't escape.
Soleil kept him in her sights, literally bouncing off him as she danced so that he had no easy chance to duck away without notice. At least Edmund was giving him space, and Tal could have kissed the young man in gratitude if it resulted in an opening for him to flee the uncomfortable metaphorical spotlight in the center of the dance floor that seemed to follow Soleil around like her namesake.
He had almost managed to extricate himself, working his shambling way stealthily towards a couple he intended to use as human shields, but just as he thought he was going to make it he realized his hands had been captured and Sol drew him back in again. He threw one desperate, pleading look toSohalia and then surrendered to his fate, smiling the death's-head grin of a man walking the planks of the gallows as his feet shuffled across the floor. He'd gained just enough social skills in the intervening years that he couldn't quite make himself pull away when Sol encouraged him, even managing to put a little more effort into matching the beat when--
SPLASH!
Down went the life of the party and Tal stood there, blinking, as Edmund ducked past him to reach for the wolf-girl's hand.
And then it dawned on him.
The perfect excuse.
"I'll go get a towel," he offered brightly, taking his chance to flee the dance floor with both hands and not letting go as he dashed upstairs to hide in find a bathroom cupboard with what was needed.
Soleil kept him in her sights, literally bouncing off him as she danced so that he had no easy chance to duck away without notice. At least Edmund was giving him space, and Tal could have kissed the young man in gratitude if it resulted in an opening for him to flee the uncomfortable metaphorical spotlight in the center of the dance floor that seemed to follow Soleil around like her namesake.
He had almost managed to extricate himself, working his shambling way stealthily towards a couple he intended to use as human shields, but just as he thought he was going to make it he realized his hands had been captured and Sol drew him back in again. He threw one desperate, pleading look to
SPLASH!
Down went the life of the party and Tal stood there, blinking, as Edmund ducked past him to reach for the wolf-girl's hand.
And then it dawned on him.
The perfect excuse.
"I'll go get a towel," he offered brightly, taking his chance to flee the dance floor with both hands and not letting go as he dashed upstairs to hide in find a bathroom cupboard with what was needed.
