Suspicious of his charming nature, Sloane wasn't quite sure how to react, but she supposed she could keep it pleasant. It was kind of weird being able to relate to Selwyn on any level, but she could actually understand where he was coming from on that front.

She followed his lead easily, the turn unexpected, but he'd given her the right signals to adapt and when she turned back in, had finally formulated a real response. "Similarly on my end," She chuckled quietly. "I am the only girl among many, many boys." In her household, pretty much on her father's entire side of the family, she had so few female cousins. It had never been for serious lessons certainly and she was on the younger end, but she was never short of dancing partners when the family got together.

Were she not already quite suspicious of him, she may have actually blushed at the second compliment. It was highly unlike him, or what she knew him to be. Mostly they hadn't interacted much, coming from wildly different social circles, but he and Cam did not get along, not at all, and it was obvious where her loyalties stood. Still, Sloane was not so petty as to sabotage either of their Etiquette grades with poor performance, so she kept up the charade. Honestly, dancing was her only saving grace in this class, and she needed it to pass as well.

"Your aunt seems to have done a sufficient job as well." Though it was a little stiff, Sloane really didn't have a problem following his lead, which was what a good dance partner was supposed to do.