A favorite dance. He blinks, looking over at the musician for a few moments before shaking his head.

"I... I don't really have a favorite. My background doesn't... leave much room for it." There hadn't been dancing in Kinloch Hold, and he hadn't spent enough unpossessed time away from it to really find a preference. And the spicy shimmy isn't something to be shown off.

"Whatever she picks next will be fun, I'm sure." With a smile, he takes Iskandar's hand and listens for the first few notes... Fast. Excellent. "Like this," he says, and he starts their way into the steps.