[It sure isn't appropriate! But it's not Clotted Cream's fault, in Sparkling's eyes. He's the one who brought it up, he's the one who made this awkward, and it's kindof just spreading from there. Usually, he's the one who is all composed and suave, but he's only been here for a few days. It's been...a lot for him to take in, and understandably he's overwhelmed. He came to this party precisely to try to distract himself, anyway. Have a good time, you know?

So when Clotted Cream suddenly offers his hand for a dance...Sparkling finds himself jumping at the chance to just go for it, his expression falling into a relaxed smile as he takes the Mer's hand in kind, careful not to scratch him with his claws.]

It would be my pleasure. Though, you will have to excuse me...I am still getting used to these legs of mine. I may step on your, er. Toes?

[He has toes now, right-]