As they danced together she rather found that dancing with a partner was quite fun. It was something she would like to do more often should he be willing. The longer they were in contact and she mentally mapped out the terrain through dancing the better she felt. She had a grasp of where they were now. She was able to focus on things she missed before. Like how beautiful this place must be. She could hear the peaceful whistling of the wind and the soft crunch of leaves. She could feel the gentle tickle of grass. That was almost foreign to her as most of her life she could only remember a concrete jungle.<br/><br/>She smiled as they danced and was about to lay her head against his breast when she was spun away. Her heart picked up again, but this time not quite so viciously as it was just for excitement. She heard him telling her to dance again. Dance for her? But there was nothing to dance for... Nevertheless she did as she was told as she had many times when dancing for soemthing she didn't fully understand in the beginning.<br/><br/>Her movements started off tentative and slow. She wasn't sure what she should do next, but after a moment or two she relaxed and was finally able to start moving by a little bit of feeling. The more she danced the more she let go until moments later, that passion from the bar was back. She was expressing again. What it was she didn't know, nor did she care, but it felt....nice. She locked into her little zone and forgot the world around her.