[ Sometimes, there is nothing that can be salvaged in certain situations; and he's sure with how Michel is...the answer is something that can be said to perhaps be startled out of him? But Ganymede thinks it isn't bad either.

Even if it might seem unclear, the answer tells the blond a lot. Enough that when he finally stops in moving, his expression seems to grow even brighter. ]

...I'm glad.

Speaking of dancing, I probably should get going. I did take a day off, but I can't exactly be monopolizing your time doing only dancing in the game all day.

[ Ganymede states, sounding almost breathless in his giddiness, not too high-key, but all the same like when one has managed to catch one of their favorite high-profile actors face-to-face.

With that, he gives him parting words, waits for Michel's in turn, and then logs off. ]