"Dancing," she affirmed, more certain than ever her instinct was correct.

"You did dance, once. And he held a memory of it. It was there, when I needed it."

That, then, was enough of that. Reinette was well aware she had shared a great deal more than the man before her. Even still, certain things were worth repeating.

"He remembered you. In a way that was close enough for me to touch. That says a great deal, I think."