Itori was led to the dance floor by Sol, which was to be expected since he was the male on this date. At least, it was to be expected as long as you were following the customs of humans and their kind. The fox girl was briefly reminded of her original home, her only actual home, back when she hadn't been left to wander the world searching for her sisters. Chivalry did exist amongst the Kumiho, but in all honesty it was more a weapon than anything else. Kumiho were creatures who tended to put a great deal of effort into keeping up appearances at all times, even when there were only other Kumiho around especially when there were other Kumiho around. They were also highly competitive and wanted to assert dominance. The result was that quite quickly Kumiho society had developed extremely complicated social protocols on almost all levels. Different ways of reacting and talking to peers, subordinates, superiors, parents, siblings, children... It went so far that some would joke that every Kumiho had a unique protocol for each Kumiho they met, and that protocol would constantly have to adapt to changes. Sometimes you got stronger, sometimes they got stronger, sometimes they lost something, sometimes you failed at something... It was, at best, extremely complicated. Compared to that keeping up a solid appearance in human society was a walk in the park. In comparison to Kumiho humans were extremely easy-going in how to deal with each other. If you showed weakness to the wrong Kumiho, and worse, did it unintentionally, you could be sure that they would try to make use of it. Often they succeeded. But humans showed weakness all the time, not even thinking twice about it. Only the humans who found themselves in extremely precarious positions were as immersed in the world of social warfare as a Kumiho found natural.
There wasn't that much difference between males and females either. Chivalry existed, but either a male used it to score points and increase their reputation and standing, or a female manipulated a male into doing something she herself didn't want to do, using chivalry as an excuse. Amongst good friends and family it might be more natural, but all in all chivalry wasn't nearly as fundamental a part of Kumiho society as the humans had made it. Which made sense. So far as Itori knew Kumiho had developed themselves as a species remarkably fast. More importantly, they had developed magical and spiritual abilities rather than physical prowess. Humans, so far as she could tell, were predominantly physical creatures. And the males had developed as the stronger gender, whilst the females were rather lacking physically. Not that it was impossible for a female to match a male (Itori knew very well that some female humans were remarkably strong physically), but the fact that this was always noted spoke volumes about what the average human expected of a female's strength. The human species had assigned the males as the ones who did all the fighting and the protecting, and the females as the ones who looked after the offspring and supported the males by treating their wounds and curing them when they were ill. At least, that's what Itori's observation had driven her to conclude. So for humans it was natural that the male took the lead, the female following. Of course in modern times, when humans no longer had to struggle just to survive, that instinctual assigning of roles had developed itself in rather strange ways.
While she was thinking about this Itori showed none of her thoughts as she followed Sol quietly (as always), looking around at the other people in the room. They all looked like they belonged to the higher classes of human society. Which was to be expected. It had been ages since this Kumiho had first noted that the higher class humans tended to behave a lot more like her own kind than the poor and the weak. Maybe that was because Kumiho had the good fortune to develop strong magical and spiritual powers, thus leaving them plenty of time to focus on such matters as how to behave and how to look good in the eyes of others? Regardless, they were surrounded by humans who actually kept an eye out, judging everybody else constantly and trying their best to look as good as possible. Itori doubted that any of them would actually survive in a Kumiho society, but at least they tried. As for herself, while her vulpine features might be considered strange by some, there was no doubt that with her appearance, and her choice of attire, this fox girl belonged here. Kumiho and Kitsune were alike in a lot of ways, and one of those ways was that neither of the intelligent fox species ever had to worry about whether they were beautiful in the eyes of humans.
Sol began to lead her into a dance, Itori smoothly following his example and moving along to the rhythm of the music. Her ears twitched as she quickly picked up all the notes that the musicians produced. They weren't this large for cosmetic reasons. Well, maybe partially. Kumiho (and humans, it seemed) did appreciate a good pair of pointy, furry ears. Although Itori had rather that they didn't give humans the urge to pet them... As large as those ears were, they were also rather sensitive. Regardless, the music was good, the musicians obviously knowing their craft. At Sol's question whether he was too close Itori shook her head slightly, enough to make it clear that it was fine but not any more than that. When he asked her to tell him what guild she was from she silently pondered the question for a second before answering him, using the hand on his back to quickly write her answer.
'Sabertooth.'
Writing on his back wasn't as efficient as writing on his hand: his skin was covered by at least one layer of clothing, after all, and the hand was a lot more sensitive than the back. She had to write slowly and with a bit of exaggeration to make sure that he would be able to understand what she had drawn on his back. As for why she waited for a second? She had been considering whether it would be harmful to inform him that she was from a legal guild, after he had admitted to being from a dark guild. Eventually she had decided it unlikely that he would turn against her immediately. So far he had genuinely been enjoying the evening, and he had worried more about what she would think of him than what he would think of her. While he might not be happy going out with a legal mage, she didn't think he would actually do anything...unfortunate...because of that knowledge.