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And where was this conversation going? Titus really had no clue though the slow dance was starting to give him a bad indication. Something was tingling deep inside the demon's noggin in that thing he considered a brain. Wheels were turning and yet.......he came up with nothing.

"Well, if someone shows up you can dance with him. Otherwise we're dancing now." Titus stated.

“Pssshaw.” Hel returned, finishing this cup of punch and picking up another.

“…Nah…it was a very good thing, most likely, that you came when you did…or else I would be escorted out of prom for making Titus dance like a sock puppet with a hand up its a**…but it would have been my spear. Up his a**…or through his stomach…one of the two.” So eloquent, that Hel. She waved her hand dismissively.

“Pffft a lady, huh?” She peered at Mot over the rim of her cup. “I still disagree with you on that, but whatever. What exactly is your definition of a lady anyways?” She squinted at the cowboil now, waiting.

Mitsu giggled lightly though couldn't stop the blush she had from darkening. "You are very sweet but are you sure that's not a bias opinion?" She smiled, tilting her head up to peck his check. "I really like your suit, though I think you look handsome in whatever you wear." Yep, she was a tad bias too.

It was too crowded, and he felt irritated, for some reason. Perhaps it was the fact that he was surrounded by people who he would not normally associate himself with, or perhaps it was the fact that he felt distinctly different in these sorts of clothes. Or perhaps it had nothing to do with either of those things whatsoever. Whatever the case, Mengyao had not been making up his desire for fresh air - he was just taking Lifen with him.

Even if she had just called him "Miao" - a name he would not have tolerated anyone else but her, or perhaps Yuzhi, to call him.

Once outside, he waited until they were several steps beyond the doors, with the music dimming to a low, rumbling murmur, slightly muffled, before he put her down, carefully easing her downwards until her feet hit the floor. He did not, however, remove his arms from around her waist, and instead kept them steadily there, his eyes flashing beneath the mask. But after a moment, however, he slipped them away, tucking his hands behind his back and linking his fingers together.

"Tell me something, Lifen," said Mengyao conversationally, as though he had not just picked her up and carried her out of the room. "What exactly would you define the term 'escort?' as, hmm? Did you not say you came to this prom to...what was it, observe?"

"Biased? What makes you say that?" Shun asked quietly before glancing to her as she said he looked handsome no matter what he wore. Well at least she enjoyed his attire. The suit was alright he felt, but he would still prefer wear what he normally would. There was also the ponytail that Mitsu had made him wear. That was not really something he was accustomed to.

Yeah- him.Levi was letting it vent out like a sigh of relief until the "AHA!" startled her. Her ears popped straight back up just as she was reaching out to take the cup offered by the wrath demon.

Tch- They'd been found out. What did this mean now? Would Lizzy announce it? No, the petite ghoul was not so crude. However, they'd been found together- but how together? Levi was pretty sure Lizzy'd understood the moment she saw their outfits matching and sounded it out in alarm. 'Yeah, we'know each 'other kinda well. It was true, shifting her eyes to look at the boil's forever-scowling face. It was actually a comfort to see.

Finally taking the cup, Levi sipped at the contents, tapping the container with the clinking of her nails. Thank ya.

She looked back to Lizzy for a moment, pausing before adding something. He's ma'... opponent. It was still truth.

And then there was silence. Awkward silence. Painful silence. Riyo searched his face for some kind of indication to how the revelation made him feel, but got nothing short of a poker face.

Her hand clenched around the fabric of his jacket while her eyes chose to watch their shoes mingle. 'hello lady feet. fine day to mingle, eh wot?' 'oh yes. just fine, just fine gentleman feet.'

"Titus, if you just want me to go, I'll leave... Personally I've had enough shame and embarrassment to last me a lifetime tonight... But there's no guarantee you're going to see me again." She had plans, after all. Things that needed tending to.

"I can just... Go back to my room and you can forget I said anything. Finish what you were doing with crashing this shitty party and whatnot." Without alcohol, it was pretty shitty after all.