He can't say the same, in this moment, but it's okay. Her world narrows and his expands, takes in the whole dance, the music, the joy of everyone. In the centre she burns like a sun, but the beauty of the world comes as much from everything orbiting around her.

He guides her through the other dancers, without needing to look away from her eyes locked with his, finds their space in the reel, and lets his focus widen out, just drinking in the life that surrounds them.