"… I am not a child anymore…" — Discreet he sighed in a soft pout.
"You aren't. You have grown too tall for me to not need your aid now."
"… Mother, do go rest."
"… I know… I only wanted to at least hold your hand as if we danced tonight, my dear." — Stroking his embarrassed cheek, Norma chuckled. Turning around to enter her chambers as her offspring persisted. Although not forgetting to tell her following instructions. — "… Since you find that young lady pleasant… invite her to a short piece."
"… What?"
"You still have to dance with someone tonight. Or did you think if it wasn't with myself then you wouldn't need to dance?"
"…"
