[There was nothing more comforting than a slow, intimate waltz, and Kodachi was certainly enjoying herself. She'd had her ear talked off about genetic mutations, which she'd enjoyed, admittedly, but now was a time for a warm sort of half-silence. The lights were low, the band was playing, and Kodachi could just dance the night away as far as she was concerned. Her head was on his chest and his heartbeat was nice and steady.]
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