Hideaway Strath thirty-six flowers

never heard of dancing?
satsu was aghast.

it is... like fighting, she reasoned aloud, trying not to let her surprise flavor her words too deeply. but you do it alone, or in pairs, or sometimes in large groups. you do not do it to wound others, but to celebrate. it... is very physical, she was blushing uncontrollably now.

this sounded like something more lewd.

as she thought this, she stepped away. ducking, striding quickly, pirouetting on her heel, ending in a bow and small flourish; not as fine-tuned as she had been earlier in her life, but moving enough to show off.

like that, for example. satsu watched the finely pointed woman and wondered what she'd make of it.