Zagreus is not dourly standing on the fringes of the dance circles, instead right u8p close, clapping along with the music and eagerly chatting and joking with fellow celebrants as the night wears on. He spots Crowley in the mess of dancing, and suddenly he's being grabbed by Crowley, and pulled into the chaos.

"I don't really know how to dance, mate," Zagreus shouts over the cacopheny of bellowed instructions mingled with raucous party-goers and intense music, but he's grinning as he holds onto Crowley's arms for stability. "I hope you're a good teacher!" The prince calls out last-minute, trying his best to follow Crowley's lead step by step.