Ren grinned lightly. "Do you know what a Caller is?" he asked, cocking his head to the side like a lost puppy. The grin on his face reached his eyes, making them almost transperent gold, glittering in the raising light of the morning.
He shifted his weight, mind suddenly running through all of the square dance moved he'd have to teach everyone at the hoedown. Naturally, him being a Texan, he'd been asked if he'd ever had any experiance being a Caller, which he had, and so he'd been shanghaied into being the Caller for the dance. Ah well, c'est la vie, he supposed. He continued to grin, face not changing with his shift of thought.
He shifted his weight, mind suddenly running through all of the square dance moved he'd have to teach everyone at the hoedown. Naturally, him being a Texan, he'd been asked if he'd ever had any experiance being a Caller, which he had, and so he'd been shanghaied into being the Caller for the dance. Ah well, c'est la vie, he supposed. He continued to grin, face not changing with his shift of thought.