James smiles when Davin moves them into first position, letting his other hand move naturally to his hip. He sees the memory as it happened, them huddled in the corner at Watersong, as he taught Davin the steps, never guessing the impact it would have on the direction of their relationship. Even though Davin remembers it wrong, Davin looked at James nearly the same way, all earnest and happy. Something inside assures him this is Davin---his Davin. He just has to get his memories back somehow.

"That's what I remember. You begged me teach you, and I did. It was a good night," he says, nodding. He moves his hand up to pull him closer. It feels wrong to kiss Davin when he doesn't know who he is. Even though to James, he feels the same. He leans his forehead against Davin for a very brief moment. "We have had many good nights. I will figure out a way to fix this."

He figures the village is the place to go. "It's good you know this place though. I don't. Take me to town. Let's start there."