It must have been the environment or the fact that no one here cared that allowed them to almost be someone else. Or a someone they could have been if their lives turned out different. It was a funny window into a possible life that Josiah had to turn away from because of the way it made his insides flutter and twist in pain at the same time. If he thought about what could have been anymore, he would throw up. Instead, he just grinned with the same wildness as the music. "How about drink and dance at the same time," he said with a laugh. He let his body roll in a languid S, the movement coming out more natural now. His left arm held up to the side, he looked the same as any other dancer spilled out on this lawn. Finn looked the same, like something totally different to what he'd seen up until now. But that was the point wasn't it?