[being adrift at sea or intermittently docked at nameless ports of no significance was starting to make Venour rather bored. He'd started to explore islands they passed by or were docked near during the day, but even that didn't fill the hole he felt gaping open inside him. In a move of mild desperation for something to do, he resorted to something Selphie had suggested]
[first he scoped out a suitable area... A clearing on a rocky, sparsely forested island with a broad, flat rock not unlike a large, natural stage. Then, he returned to the ship and contacted her]
Alright then, let's do it already. Come teach me to dance.
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