Selena's memories held their horrors and showed no sign of letting go. Reaching a ghost who couldn't even see him was never going to be straightforward, but this was a dance, and Selena had thrown herself into it completely.
The logic held: even the smallest change in pace should have been enough to shift something in her consciousness. But it wasn't working, and the gap sat heavier with every passing moment.
Since he couldn't touch her physically, he did the only thing available to him: danced alongside her, falling into the same flow she moved through, matching her as closely as the space between them allowed. She was dancing with a ghost. He was making sure she wasn't dancing alone.
"I think you're missing something, Scar. Selena danced that day as if she were dancing with her fiancé. She poured her heart and soul into it, which is why she could dance nonstop for an entire week. You need to do the same."
