"In my defense, it was my birthday, I used that line on everyone, and at the time..."

Nida trails off with a sigh, shaking his head a little. He didn't need to feel guilty then, and he refuses to feel guilty now. Not like him and Billy are anything yet, not like he and Tommy ever did anything more than dance, and not like he hadn't been too mindful of Billy even back then to let it be more than dancing.

"I even danced with Seifer, that turned into mostly being use trying to one up each other and it was aggressive as fuck," Nida explains with a sigh. "Tommy offered, I needed the distraction. May be my birthday, but that night always ends up making me think of my parents, and, well... you get why that's a problem, Billy."

Because Billy had seen it. Seen Nida getting to face his suppressed memories in a very immediate sense. The cause of his birthday grief laid out for people to see. For that, he takes another swig of his drink.

"That being said, having danced with both of you? Billy is better. Sorry Tommy, saying it straight to your face. I don't know what you were doing, but it isn't any sort of dancing I know."