[Unsurprisingly, the music draws the attention of those in the kitchen; during her dance, or perhaps shortly after, she'll probably notice the way conversation dies down--quickly followed by curious heads poking out of the kitchen to see what's going on. Teucer watches with, well, childlike interest--it's little more than something new and temporarily interesting, for him, but he's got the manners to sit still anyway. Tonia, as Childe had predicted, looks completely enthralled. As for Childe...
It's been so long since he's seen her dance. Though, really--it could be argued that he never truly has, couldn't it? She'd danced at the station, but everything was different there. And those had been more like stolen moments, not really a true performance, like this. Much like his little sister, Childe's gaze doesn't leave Primrose for even a moment as she dances. But his expression isn't anything so simple as appreciation for a craft. No--and perhaps it's lingering rawness from their earlier conversation. Or maybe it's that it's so easy, seeing her like this, to remember that they aren't so different. That both of them walked through the shadows to arrive precisely where they are, bloody footprints left in their wake. Whatever the reason--his gaze is an odd combination of tender and knowing, of appreciative and vulnerable, insomuch as people like them can be.
It's a look that's gone as soon as the sound of applause rings out; Teucer, of course, knowing that that's what you're supposed to do after a performance. Tonia happily joins in, as do Childe's other siblings, the ones watching from the doorway--they call out something in Snezhnayan, and Childe finally looks away from Primrose to call back an answer.
Tonia hops off the chair as he does, bouncing on her feet but somehow managing to look shy.
"That was really beautiful, Miss Primose! Um--" A glance back at Childe, who nods encouragingly. "Could you please teach me too?"]
[ She knows not a word of Snezhayan and has no idea what Childe's siblings have just said or how he's replied, but she's opting to focus more on the aftermath of her own performance. It's been a very long time since she's danced for others, and nothing quite like this, for anyone's family. Those who came to Sunshade to spend time in the presence of the dancers weren't foolish enough to have their families with them. And her fellow travelers had asked for a dance or two when it was her turn around the fire, rather than Tressa's excited stories about her newest bargain or the scholarly text Cyrus was eager to discuss.
Primrose can't focus on the audience when she dances, not on specific expressions, but she rises from her curtsy as Tonia pipes up. Well, he had predicted this, hadn't he? ]
... As long as you maintain the understanding that dancing is not an easy art. You'll utilize every part of your body, and that will be extremely difficult to do, without constant practice. If you're certain you want to try, even knowing that...
[ A small smile tugs at her lips. She remembers being young and wide-eyed at the prospect of dancing. ]
[Eager nodding! So much eager nodding. Her head's going to fall off if she doesn't stop.
"I am! I will! Oh, oh, did you know--there's this one type of dancing I saw once--"
And off she will go on a tangent about ballet, or at least as much of a tangent as a young person with no actual knowledge of it can manage. Teucer, sensing no more entertainment for the moment, scoots off to grab some of his new toys and scampers off to the kitchen like a tiny little whirlwind. Goodbye small child.
If he can, Childe will try to catch Prim's eye over Tonia's head and wink at her, before he says in a playfully put-out tone--]
How come you never asked me to teach you, huh? When you were little you used to stand on my feet, you know.
[Tonia immediately looks scandalized. HOW DARE HE EMBARRASS HER IN FRONT OF HER NEW IDOL. "Big brother!"]
[ Ah, ballet. Definitely the most beautiful and also incredibly difficult dancing medium, in her opinion. She's nodding understandingly when she catches Childe's audacious wink and-- ah, there he goes.
She's never had siblings but she imagines this is probably what most large families are like. She wonders if he would have stayed home with them more often if he hadn't joined up with the Fatui. What had happened to strip the light from his eyes.
... Primrose isn't fond of the fact that she does wonder about him now, when before, she hadn't let herself drift close. It had been far too dangerous. It's still too dangerous, in a different sort of way, but also in a way that hasn't changed since their paths crossed during that "game".
Now isn't the time regardless and she clears her throat, mildly. ]
I can't say I've seen your dancing for myself... Ajax. [ The least familiar of his names, but also the one that seems to be the most familiar on her tongue. Odd. ]
I've only heard talk of it. Need I settle myself on your feet as well to receive a demonstration?
[It's... odd, hearing that name from her here, now. Truthfully, he's still not sure why he asked her to say it last time, other than that it was an instinctive, truthful response to her question. And he can't tell if it would be odd for anyone else to use it, because most likely, no one besides his family ever will. Maybe he's just destined to never quite fit a single identity. Surely the other Harbingers went through this too, didn't they? Then again, none of them cling to their old lives quite like he does...
Ah, well. "Ajax" is who he has to be here, and--he doesn't dislike it, anyway. Maybe that's all that matters. More importantly--he grins.]
Ah, but weren't we going to do battle on a street corner? We can't have any unfair advantages.
[Tonia rolls her eyes, because she is way too accustomed to her brother. "Ignore him..."]
Ah, I see. Well, if you would prepare to hone your skills until then, I'll let you slip away for now.
More importantly, Tonia-- [ yeah she's absolutely taking the advice of the girl who had to deal with this man as a sibling ]
The type of dancing you're referring to is known as ballet. It's designed to make every movement as elegant as possible, but that also requires precision and muscle strength. The strength is necessary to make it seem effortless. So while I can teach you the basic movements, we'll also need to work on your physical strength and stamina...
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It's been so long since he's seen her dance. Though, really--it could be argued that he never truly has, couldn't it? She'd danced at the station, but everything was different there. And those had been more like stolen moments, not really a true performance, like this. Much like his little sister, Childe's gaze doesn't leave Primrose for even a moment as she dances. But his expression isn't anything so simple as appreciation for a craft. No--and perhaps it's lingering rawness from their earlier conversation. Or maybe it's that it's so easy, seeing her like this, to remember that they aren't so different. That both of them walked through the shadows to arrive precisely where they are, bloody footprints left in their wake. Whatever the reason--his gaze is an odd combination of tender and knowing, of appreciative and vulnerable, insomuch as people like them can be.
It's a look that's gone as soon as the sound of applause rings out; Teucer, of course, knowing that that's what you're supposed to do after a performance. Tonia happily joins in, as do Childe's other siblings, the ones watching from the doorway--they call out something in Snezhnayan, and Childe finally looks away from Primrose to call back an answer.
Tonia hops off the chair as he does, bouncing on her feet but somehow managing to look shy.
"That was really beautiful, Miss Primose! Um--" A glance back at Childe, who nods encouragingly. "Could you please teach me too?"]
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Primrose can't focus on the audience when she dances, not on specific expressions, but she rises from her curtsy as Tonia pipes up. Well, he had predicted this, hadn't he? ]
... As long as you maintain the understanding that dancing is not an easy art. You'll utilize every part of your body, and that will be extremely difficult to do, without constant practice. If you're certain you want to try, even knowing that...
[ A small smile tugs at her lips. She remembers being young and wide-eyed at the prospect of dancing. ]
I'll instruct you to the best of my ability.
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"I am! I will! Oh, oh, did you know--there's this one type of dancing I saw once--"
And off she will go on a tangent about ballet, or at least as much of a tangent as a young person with no actual knowledge of it can manage. Teucer, sensing no more entertainment for the moment, scoots off to grab some of his new toys and scampers off to the kitchen like a tiny little whirlwind. Goodbye small child.
If he can, Childe will try to catch Prim's eye over Tonia's head and wink at her, before he says in a playfully put-out tone--]
How come you never asked me to teach you, huh? When you were little you used to stand on my feet, you know.
[Tonia immediately looks scandalized. HOW DARE HE EMBARRASS HER IN FRONT OF HER NEW IDOL. "Big brother!"]
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She's never had siblings but she imagines this is probably what most large families are like. She wonders if he would have stayed home with them more often if he hadn't joined up with the Fatui. What had happened to strip the light from his eyes.
... Primrose isn't fond of the fact that she does wonder about him now, when before, she hadn't let herself drift close. It had been far too dangerous. It's still too dangerous, in a different sort of way, but also in a way that hasn't changed since their paths crossed during that "game".
Now isn't the time regardless and she clears her throat, mildly. ]
I can't say I've seen your dancing for myself... Ajax. [ The least familiar of his names, but also the one that seems to be the most familiar on her tongue. Odd. ]
I've only heard talk of it. Need I settle myself on your feet as well to receive a demonstration?
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Ah, well. "Ajax" is who he has to be here, and--he doesn't dislike it, anyway. Maybe that's all that matters. More importantly--he grins.]
Ah, but weren't we going to do battle on a street corner? We can't have any unfair advantages.
[Tonia rolls her eyes, because she is way too accustomed to her brother. "Ignore him..."]
Hey!
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More importantly, Tonia-- [ yeah she's absolutely taking the advice of the girl who had to deal with this man as a sibling ]
The type of dancing you're referring to is known as ballet. It's designed to make every movement as elegant as possible, but that also requires precision and muscle strength. The strength is necessary to make it seem effortless. So while I can teach you the basic movements, we'll also need to work on your physical strength and stamina...