Kind watched the other dancers for a while. After a time he placed his empty glass down. He looked at Heather with a smile. “Your dress and mask are very pretty.” He sounded genuine as he spoke. He looked back out at all of the dancers. Frankly, it looked like he was thinking about something for a moment.
Kind looked back at Heather when she spoke again. “I guess I can. I kinda got forced into learning how.” He laughed. However his tone also implied he wasn’t joking... But Kind didn’t seem too concerned about that fact. He thought again for a moment, and considered why Heather asked this question. “...Do you want to dance, Heather?” He spoke gently, being sure to apply no pressure. He didn’t want her to feel like she had to dance, Kind knew that feeling didn’t make it enjoyable. But, if she wanted to... he wouldn’t mind dancing.
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Kind looked back at Heather when she spoke again. “I guess I can. I kinda got forced into learning how.” He laughed. However his tone also implied he wasn’t joking... But Kind didn’t seem too concerned about that fact. He thought again for a moment, and considered why Heather asked this question. “...Do you want to dance, Heather?” He spoke gently, being sure to apply no pressure. He didn’t want her to feel like she had to dance, Kind knew that feeling didn’t make it enjoyable. But, if she wanted to... he wouldn’t mind dancing.
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