( Oh, Ish is smooth right now, huh? It's strange for him, but fun, too - to be outpaced, for once, for however briefly this lasts.
He follows the steps, faltered for a moment but making up for it with improved allegro; and when there comes a step that allows him to dip close, he does - and spots Ish a little kiss, before the song might ask them to pull away. )
... Then, you must be in luck. Because you're really good at making me really happy.
( Though this comes just a turn after he'd complained of being a mess - for reasons that are, apparently, Ish's devices - it's still sincere. He can't help that he can exist so divorced of context, sometimes. It's hard not to like Ish when he's indulging in this whim to dance through the starry sky; when he keeps his heart company, when he finds his rhythm and colors Hwylryn's cheeks with compliments as easy as the steps of this dance. )
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He follows the steps, faltered for a moment but making up for it with improved allegro; and when there comes a step that allows him to dip close, he does - and spots Ish a little kiss, before the song might ask them to pull away. )
... Then, you must be in luck. Because you're really good at making me really happy.
( Though this comes just a turn after he'd complained of being a mess - for reasons that are, apparently, Ish's devices - it's still sincere. He can't help that he can exist so divorced of context, sometimes. It's hard not to like Ish when he's indulging in this whim to dance through the starry sky; when he keeps his heart company, when he finds his rhythm and colors Hwylryn's cheeks with compliments as easy as the steps of this dance. )
And I always miss you when you have to leave.