No. If anything I took you for someone who knew what he was doing, but perhaps I was wrong. Furthermore, you must be aware that putting your hands on a woman like this is much worse?!

[ At least, if it was a surprise like this...

Despite Lukas apparently being anxious, he seemed coolheaded and confident enough (or maybe apathy misunderstood as confidence?) about the task that Percival assumed he knew what he was doing. Perhaps the competition isn't as much of a guarantee as he'd assumed.

He furrows his brow and takes ahold of Lukas' hand, placing the other one on his shoulder. ]

Follow my lead.

[ At this point, they can at least... try not to be a laughingstock? ]