[@Zetsuko]

The shorter boy kept a nonchalant expression as he continued walking backwards, only a faint sign of any interest in his eyes as he watched the other. He didn't even bother holding his hands out, keeping them folded behind him as he moved only on the beat. [color=7bcdc8]"Aren't you going to say anything? I somehow remembered you as the better conversationalist, but all we're doing is walking here."[/color] 

About halfway across, he started sliding his paces to the sides, more or less ignoring what the table would do as he smoothly adjusted his own weight. One foot there, spin and slide back across...it was fun, really. He just wondered how well Nerva could keep up.