"The cliff notes of the story I gave Magne is that my parents went to great lengths to socialize me, and we are all very grateful for that." César laughs, shrugging a shoulder to check the range of motion. "Had they not done that, my Earth wouldn't be Earth anymore. Or be remotely worthy of Magne. And I certainly wouldn't know a single thing about farming."

That comment about Earth is apparently not a hyperbole, as casually as he says it. César puts his hands together towards Dabi. Subject change time.

"Anyways! What's your exact experience level with dance?"