"What-" Except it's already too late as he's pulled along into all the different bodies there on the dance floor, Noctis's hand so warm and pleasant in a way that seems to go past all the scales which have since gathered on there. Ignis hardly know what to do except laugh a bit.

"I think they'll be preoccupied with far more silly things done by people, considering!" And he's still smiling as he steps close to Noctis, eyes shining in the dim party lights.

"Unless you think a little twirl is enough to ruin your reputation forever."