No backing down now. His body moves more smoothly than expected, given how he doesn't dance. Matching and assisting York with his own style, the look that they know what they're doing, together, rather than two random souls that happened to drift by each other. There's even a smile on his face when he tries to stop concentrating so much. Stop thinking. Thinking too much. Feel it, or try to, and feel his lighthearted partner have years of pain lifted from him.