That's all life, pal. If you can't improvise, you may as well start figuring out the quickest way to die.

[ She groans a bit, as if she's annoyed. It's all in good fun, though. There's no way he's going to get a fast one on her if he's friends with one of the knights. For now, she finds it interesting how they move together. He gives a step, she takes one. She overcompensates by sliding a leg between his to steady herself, but it's not until he dips her that she realizes it was like they were telegraphing moves. A hand hooks his neck, tightly and snuggly. ]

You sound offended, don't tell me I'm grinding against a knight...