[There's a small part that wants to pull away and not to look her in the eyes, because he hasn't gotten over the way he treated her. The past him is still a thing that he feels he's working toward making up for. The fact that she's forgiving him is wonderful. Taking a deep breath, he nods. ]

I'll try. I can't promise I won't do it now and then. I know what I did, and I am still working on forgiving myself even if you have forgiven me. When I finish all the forgiving, it'll be easier.

[Leaning in, he kisses each of her cheeks. ]

I might smile and kiss your cheeks and call you adorable, and beautiful, but I would never make fun of you. Dancing is your art, and when art is done very well it can touch our hearts. Like the way there are songs that touch me and make me think of you.