[Oh, that smirk Faith gives Sayo does things to their mildly inebriated brain. Sayo may have written Beatrice to practically be boisterous and flirty even in casual conversations with their imagined Battler, but Sayo knows better than most how fiction shatters under the weight of reality.

(Sayo would react the same way to anyone who looked at her even mildly appreciatively in this context. Even being found "cute" as themself is an experience that they've built up little tolerance for.)

Their blush deepens when Faith takes their hand, and they begin stuttering, letting Faith take the lead in the dance.]

W- Well, I'm sorry for being so formal! I've never really gotten to do this before, and this seemed like a good opportunity as any, but I didn't know how to ask s- so I thought I would hedge my bets and be polite...