[He can admit he'd been watching her. There had been a beautiful nobility about her movements. Of course Reinhardt is also aware that she is young. Young and elegant while he is very much neither of those things. Still, she had been so lovely to see moving like that. He can look respectfully and let better suited men and women to be her partners.

But it gets late and the vision comes his way. Her hand likely barely spans a part of his side. His heavily scarred and calloused hand dwarfs most peoples but for his size and strength he is exceedingly gentle in the way he places his hand over hers and gives her a small, warm smile.

His voice is a deep rumbling bass, barely held back from loudly booming as is his usual means of communication. One doesn't need to be so loud around such a proper lady.]

You do me the greatest of honors in asking. I would enjoy nothing more than to dance with you. You will have to forgive me ahead of time, it has been a while since I have, but I promise I'll not step on anything.

[He'll let her take him to the floor so he can rest his hands upon her, trying to not get too informal with how much flesh one hand of his can cover.]

[ooc: if he's too old, I'm absolutely fine with Gen]