[ There were many aspects to his behaviour that couldn't be explained with simple terms while still bearing an indirect relation to his initial shock of sorts. She could of course choose the path of questioning, but it wouldn't even be out of his stubbornness if he refused to answer.

The cadet had slowly seemed to relax as the time went, if that counted, loosening his hold a little, and most importantly keeping the temperature of his face in check. There was a little sting accompanying her notion that pulled at his chest; a sense of familiarity that he would however keep to himself. After all, he hadn't been given this opportunity, either, and never would again, but all what the admittance would cause would be to overshadow the point she'd made.

If he could do something, it was to help her embrace the possibility she did have in her grasp. It was just the spying part he didn't really take note of. ]

Good. [ To that, Ace nodded. ] I realize this might have sounded a bit out of place, but I would feel bad if you missed such a chance. And in the case they do find you, well...--

[ She would be able to manage, wouldn't she? Letting his smile erase some of the wistfulness in his tone, he slowly began to walk, not having any doubts that she could keep up no matter what her attire was, but staying mindful of that fact regardless.

As to where, he did not really know, but it felt a bit early to pursue dancing -- it would always be a little early. For now, he was more than willing to find some freedom from the crowd that had been forming around them, already seeking respite while constantly checking whether the melodist didn't by any chance have any suggestions.

He might in fact be interested in seeing what seemed to be keeping most of her attention. ]