She would absolutely comment on the reasoning and how it tracked for the both of them. Tonks herself, if in a similar situation, would have been the perfect mix of both. As it was, most of her own friends agreed to go in a group. No one left behind that way. And they all danced in ways that were silly and ridiculous.

Cordelia and Charlie did take turns submitting themselves to Tonks' left feet in attempts to teach her both leading and following -- brave souls that they were -- but the lessons only kind of stuck.

Standing in the most amicable awkwardness she thinks she's ever felt, Tonks laughs and bites the bullet. Trying to remember Cordelia's instructions from years ago, she gets them moving into a quick little waltz.

It doesn't start off too badly, but somewhere in between repeating the four step pattern a third or time, Tonks' foot slipped and caught some part of Remus' foot. Stopping, wide eyed and concerned, she looks up. "Shit. I'm sorry!"