Jopson feels for Lieutenant Kay, giving him a near apologetic smile even as they take another rather indelicate turn around the room. He is improving, but at the cost of his feet - thankfully his boots needed to be scuffed and cleaned soon anyway. McMurdo cuts in long before he can try and find some comfort for the flustered man, but it isn't his place, anyway.
He shrugs a shoulder and allows the Scotsman to cut in. Thomas turns, fully expecting to return to his careful watch of the room, begin tidying a few things left behind in the move from their meal - but blinks up at the offered hand and the man attached to it.
"Oh. Of course, Captain," he nods his head and takes up the man's hand.
Strange, to touch him like this with all the others moving around them. Like they might see there's more to it all than just dance practice. A careful game, as always, but he can't deny the giddy thrill of his heart beating in his chest. Thomas likes the feeling of Crozier's hand on his, the warmth and familiarity of it, has to retrain his muscle memory here and now to keep from tugging him in closer than he should.
"You are daring, Captain. I don't think I'll be much better than Lieutenant Kay, but happy to take a crack at it, sir."
As if it will matter at any point in his life - dancing. Fancy parties and balls and courtship... he's meant for none of it. You're never getting married, Kay. Ah, if only McMurdo knew that it might be the other way round. The Scotsman lets out a rowdy laugh as the men stumble, as Kay protests, but it's all in good fun.
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He shrugs a shoulder and allows the Scotsman to cut in. Thomas turns, fully expecting to return to his careful watch of the room, begin tidying a few things left behind in the move from their meal - but blinks up at the offered hand and the man attached to it.
"Oh. Of course, Captain," he nods his head and takes up the man's hand.
Strange, to touch him like this with all the others moving around them. Like they might see there's more to it all than just dance practice. A careful game, as always, but he can't deny the giddy thrill of his heart beating in his chest. Thomas likes the feeling of Crozier's hand on his, the warmth and familiarity of it, has to retrain his muscle memory here and now to keep from tugging him in closer than he should.
"You are daring, Captain. I don't think I'll be much better than Lieutenant Kay, but happy to take a crack at it, sir."
As if it will matter at any point in his life - dancing. Fancy parties and balls and courtship... he's meant for none of it. You're never getting married, Kay. Ah, if only McMurdo knew that it might be the other way round. The Scotsman lets out a rowdy laugh as the men stumble, as Kay protests, but it's all in good fun.