Care For a Dance ?

His memory was both a gift and a curse. He rarely forgets things nowadays. And could even access specific memories of the past that he was sure he had never remembered before.

After two minutes of quiet, slow dance, the melody shifted. Damian slowed and stepped back, offering her a polite smile. She seemed to understand and thanked him before walking away, her face flushed. Damian wasn't surprised to see her slip onto the balcony for air. He had seen her flushed face and felt her increasing heartbeat. He would follow if he was interested, but it was clearly just a crush for her and he was not interested in teenagers. 

He returned to Reize, who still held his drink, grinning mischievously as he approached. Damian felt embarrassed slightly but calmed himself with a sip of his drink, Toph back in his arms.