[Those words bother him, being most accurately called Nameless himself. Outwardly, he only shrugs.]
Let me see that?
[He doesn't really wait, and instead picks up the book and begins flipping through pages. He'll think on it. Dancing is like fighting in his head, it's all about foot work and balance. Holding the book out, he'll start stepping slowly and awkwardly to the diagrams and then pick up his pace until it's in solid repetition.]
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Let me see that?
[He doesn't really wait, and instead picks up the book and begins flipping through pages. He'll think on it. Dancing is like fighting in his head, it's all about foot work and balance. Holding the book out, he'll start stepping slowly and awkwardly to the diagrams and then pick up his pace until it's in solid repetition.]
Something like... this?