Indeed Sisse hadn't expected him to think she was suggesting another dance, but she was pleased at the thought. Until reality hit. "Sadly it is." She admitted, her cheeks, she was sure, were once again pink. "But however are we expected to know who we ought to marry?" The words were out of her mouth before she could consider them. It was a blithe comment that she might make to any gentleman she friendly with, but not Alvin. With Alvin things were different. And she had just uttered the word marriage. Surely he'd wish to make his hasty escape now and she'd be quite sad to seem him do so.