[What a hooligan... Eichi opens his eyes at that, and while the smile remains, there's a bit of a sharper edge to it as he tilts his head, inspecting Rei thoughtfully.

There are a lot of things to consider to that offer.

He hasn't practiced. He has no songs to pull from, though he's paid enough attention that he thinks he could probably wing one from Rei's show. He doesn't know how his body would hold out, to dance onstage.

(Is this the right time?

Shouldn't he be doing other things?)]

Incorrigible as ever, I see. This is no longer a school function, you know. My presence onstage will not "up your appeal", or whatever it is you are looking for here.