"I've no doubt." Obi-Wan guides her slowly out to the floor, the music slow and light, something close to an Alderannian Waltz for him to offer a gentle count of tapping fingers against her hand, his other delicately and politely at her waist. It's a simple enough pattern to guide her though, and his awareness extends across the floor to keep them from turning into any of the other couples. "I must say you look quite lovely tonight."

Because she does. Dressed well but more than that- "Joyful, unburdened."