[Oh. She's there against his chest right now, and some more scarlet spreads across her face. His hands shift a little to hold her close to him, and now their dance is like him softly rocking her back and forth, while the beat of his heart pumps steadily.]

I-Iris...! [He's not sure how to respond to that.]

I'm... I'm happy, too. But... [He pales a bit as he tries to word his hesitations.] Are you sure that this doesn't feel... odd, or wrong, or anything? I... I'm so much older than you remember...