It's a hard moment — to keep going or to just let it be. She isn't surprised that she's talking about this, because that had been the whole point, hadn't it? To come apologize and hope that she hadn't done any irreversible damage by what would traditionally be called ... ghosting.

Her lips form into reluctant smile, almost like she can't believe the fact that he's basically letting her off the hook from explaining, but as she stares into his eyes for a little longer, her smile softens and relaxes.

"Okay," she says, her voice just above a whisper. Because she's starting to realize something that maybe Derek has realized all along. The music is smooth, they're dancing in snyc, and if she gives this present moment a chance, if she stops talking, it's ... starting to feel ... really nice. It's something about the way two people can move so well together, even if it's slow and measured, it just feels ... right.