Clarice, for all intent and purposes, is a bad dancer. She can’t help it. Her feet are slightly too big for her legs, she can’t keep a rhythm, and she’s just naturally clumsy. Hannibal, who through time and exposure has become an excellent ballroom dancer, empathetically compensates without comment, when she mis-steps, he turns a blind eye, he takes a wider stance so she won’t trip over his feet, and when she falls, he catches her.