[Elliot makes that telltale happy pigeon coo in the back of his throat at this, infinitely charmed by the display. Before they head out, he'll thread their fingers together.]
We shall.
[And out they go! To a whole-ass party where people are already dancing and clearing out the snacks. Elliot will lead Sesa toward the floor first, flipping their hands around now so that Sesa's fingers are in his palm.]
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We shall.
[And out they go! To a whole-ass party where people are already dancing and clearing out the snacks. Elliot will lead Sesa toward the floor first, flipping their hands around now so that Sesa's fingers are in his palm.]
May I have this dance, my love?