The fact that Kira, who usually pushed him away as soon as Ty tried to get anywhere near close, was pulling him was nothing short of a prom miracle. Ty moved in with a grace and ease that felt as foreign as Kira's head resting against his chest. Could Kira feel or hear how crazily his heart was beating against his rib cage? It seemed to drown out even the music, and while he felt self-conscious about it, he also felt a bit reckless and carefree tonight. He was here with his friends, Kira was his date even if it was only in the lightest sense of the word, and he let his arms loop loosely around Kira's waist instead to draw him closer still.

"You're right. In your state you'd probably fall over and break a leg. How much have you had to drink?" He teased, because alcohol must be the culprit here.