[Ernesto's age, he thinks, but carefully doesn't say. That would not be a welcome comparison.

Ages could be strange. Everyone in the land of the dead was frozen where they stopped, Whatever age they were, forever. And yet, they might hang around longer, gain experience, know things attributed to elders. They were always a little of both.

Right now he's feeling younger, laughing.]

Better dancing with me than dancing with Ernesto. I'm a better dancer and better in general. I also managed to teach Nekane to waltz, so I could certainly teach you. The spite you feel will stave off the embarrassment.