[Her shove is so cute and playful, and D is so stupid and disgusting that he doesn't really budge because he has too much edgelord energy. But he isn't mad about it.
He peers at her. Well, she asked.
He brings his left arm out of the front of the cape, nudging it out of the way by folding it a little over the upper arm and shoulder. Luckily, there is no gross face on his palm right now. He offers it out to her, raised slightly. He can dance, but it's very old-fashioned medieval European dancing, sorry, Sakura.
This reminds him of... the woman's dream where he had been trapped before coming here. Her ballroom full of vampires and humans, and her dances with the dreamed men.]
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He peers at her. Well, she asked.
He brings his left arm out of the front of the cape, nudging it out of the way by folding it a little over the upper arm and shoulder. Luckily, there is no gross face on his palm right now. He offers it out to her, raised slightly. He can dance, but it's very old-fashioned medieval European dancing, sorry, Sakura.
This reminds him of... the woman's dream where he had been trapped before coming here. Her ballroom full of vampires and humans, and her dances with the dreamed men.]