Relieved he had not messed up the dance, Alvin bowed as she curtsied and accompanied her off the floor easily enough. His mouth was a little dry, his thoughts were now reeling now that his feet were still and he didn't quite know what to do with himself. She was still on his arm and he was fumbling for the right words to convey his jumbled thoughts.

"It was my pleasure, truly." Tonight was not about him and he would do whatever it took to make sure that is was memorable for the ladies in a good way. He was going to have to grapple with some interesting thoughts once he got home, but he could hold off until then. Alvin was far too good at fading in the background to simply observe and support when needed. Like now and he was glad that he had stepped in. "I hope your brother won't be too put out." He managed to add, unsure how to continue the conversation, but equally convinced he wasn't ready to yet.