He notices the scales, doesn't mind them at all. Everyone has strange hell additions. He's pretty sure the scales weren't there last they met. But they are beautiful, as beautiful as she is.

Her hand in his is electric and he leads her out onto the dance floor. "Of course, I am not familiar with this music but I will do my best."

His very best, he wants this dance to go perfectly, he wants to impress her. He puts a hand on her back, feeling skin and glancing at her to make sure she doesn't mind. He doesn't want to do a thing to make her uncomfortable.

No he wants to give her the world. There has always been ambition in him, just kept small. For now though he will start with a dance.