He's there as she learns, moving with her occasional missteps rather than fighting them, leading her sometimes when needed, but always there, hands on hers at the right time for the dance, involved in the starmeg arm parts of the dance when that's necessarily, andd occasionally flattened on his hat to keep it from falling off. His eyes lock on hers and his smile grows wide when she laughs.
It's couldn't be more different than their waltz under the sea, this loud and fast and energetic reel in the middle of a crowded city moon.
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Date: 2020-08-09 06:08 pm (UTC)It's couldn't be more different than their waltz under the sea, this loud and fast and energetic reel in the middle of a crowded city moon.