And he steps back from the pose, steps back from him despite Niles already moving back. Chin up, gaze proud, eyes hurt. Pained. Niles wants Amanda over Gabe that badly. Enough not to dance with him, not to perform the strange duet they both had, but Gabe leading; always leading. Sometimes with more force than others, but every time elegant, poised, perfected. Tragically beautiful, and wonderful in every sense of the word.

He steps over, gait surprisingly elegant for a high schooler, and stops NIles' hand as he touches the desk chair. Gently slides it away from him, and reaches in front of him to grab the other's hands. Gently guiding him to Amanda's file. He's close to him, so close, and he closes the file with Niles' hands, gently.

"Shhh, that can wait for tomorrow, when it's not so grey. Come up stairs with me, Niles. Dance."