Greer nodded, finding she did not have a sarcastic reply and so instead managed something somewhat cordial. "Thank you, I admit, I am a little rusty." They moved more fluidly than expected and so Greer had little to complain about for once. In fact, she was surprised to find herself actually enjoying it. Not that she would let it show, but she supposed he had more to his credit than she had originally thought.

At the last note of the song, she dipped into a shallow curtsey. "That was... enjoyable. Thank you." She admitted without being too begrudging about it.

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Protego bowed to Miss Owens. "Thank you," he said, meaning it. It had been a much more pleasant experience than he had expected, even considering his general optimism.

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