She can't help but laugh as she replies, "You're just saying that so I won't step on your toes again." But she takes the compliment anyways, smiling back up at him. Even with how fidgety she was about being here, being like this, in his arms, it feels natural.
Though it still stops her breath a little as he moves them into the circle of dancers, their steps bringing them easily into the flow and twirl of the larger dance. She relaxes, though, when they don't collide with anyone, don't step on anyone's dress or shoes, and instead fit fluidly. "Who knew you were such a good dancer." It's not that strange, now that she thinks about it, with the fluidity of his normal movements, that it would translate to an ease on the floor.
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Though it still stops her breath a little as he moves them into the circle of dancers, their steps bringing them easily into the flow and twirl of the larger dance. She relaxes, though, when they don't collide with anyone, don't step on anyone's dress or shoes, and instead fit fluidly. "Who knew you were such a good dancer." It's not that strange, now that she thinks about it, with the fluidity of his normal movements, that it would translate to an ease on the floor.