[Lorenz starts to shake his head dismissively, hand lifting from Claude's waist to wave away his own overly critical thoughts...

And then he sighs heavily instead, giving Claude a look that half apology half embarrassed.]

You cannot claim to know so little of Fodlish dance, Khalid, that you've not realized I rather forcefully put you into the woman's role. Never mind how terribly inappropriate it is for the two of us to be dancing in the first place.

[And yet he can't quite bring himself to release Claude's hand, either.]