(Will's brows scale up when Nico suddenly begins to glare at him. But then an instant later, Will is snorting and rolling his eyes lightly.)

Gods, you really are dense. You don't seriously think I'd want you dancing with other people, do you? Or having other people tease you. That's kind of the point of all of this, you know. I'm the one whose allowed to tease you and I'm the one whose allowed to dance with you- at least like this. This is totally our little secret.