Taylor finds his way back on the dancefloor, moving to find a group to sway with. Not breaking out anything really complicated in the moment, but. Enjoying the music while he watches Locus from a distance. Solid and stoic and entrancing. The way the light plays over his face, catches his eyes?

It doesn't take long for a slim young man to peel away from the group and try his luck, arms slung up casual as can be against the bartop.