Lion Head Mesa cleopatra & her mantra,

toula smiled at the warm sound of his joy. she did not think it at the expense of herself that he made the lovely noise. they both came into the place, and toula's smile remained. her own memories here were all ones that brought her happiness.
although he did not ask, toula admitted, I have danced in here before, and she turned to look at the soldier. it is not the same, but sometimes, when I watch spars, it looks as though it might be a dance. more brutal than that of one of my tutors, she thought of @Sokha, and of others that have taught her, but... lovely still,
she felt her cheeks warm at the admittance of this. would he think her, these thoughts, silly?