[Pouring himself some milk, and copying her dipping technique.]
You dance? [He asks out of necessity of the conversation more than anything, but it does surprise him. In his mind, she's framed only in the context of the military, of fighting, a world in which something light and carefree like dancing feels far out of place.]
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You dance? [He asks out of necessity of the conversation more than anything, but it does surprise him. In his mind, she's framed only in the context of the military, of fighting, a world in which something light and carefree like dancing feels far out of place.]