[Laughter beats the screaming and/or swearing Michael's disappearing act usually prompts. It's also a sound he typically takes offense to, but Nanaue's got such an innocent joy to him that he finds it doesn't ruffle his feathers the way it normally would.
Michael cocks his head to the side, watching the movements of a dance he definitely would not be able to name for a few seconds, but does not follow along. He remains stubbornly still.]
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Michael cocks his head to the side, watching the movements of a dance he definitely would not be able to name for a few seconds, but does not follow along. He remains stubbornly still.]
You have fun dancing, I have fun observing.
[For a given value of fun, anyway.]