She took his offered hand. "You say that as if it's a bad thing," she commented. She noticed the music grow louder and the humans become more frenzied, as if recognizing the change in the atmosphere. The dimly lit pit reminded her of what Hell looked like, and there she was amongst them, moving to the rhythm as if she belonged. But she didn't. She was a Seraph, and she would not fall for temptation, not in a place like this and definitely not in the presence of someone like Abaddon. Still, she considered, she could join them for one dance. "Make it worth it."