[ That answer is clearly the one she wanted to hear - even if she's pleasantly surprised that he's agreed. All the grump and resting serious face didn't exactly scream as agreeable, but if he was going to help her out maybe he was just a big softie at heart.

A grin splits across her face as places her hand in his. ]

Who knew my hero would come in the form of a huge statue? I promise your feet will go unstepped on, and that we'll feast afterwords.

[ She tugs on his hand leading him to the centre of the dance floor, effectively making it difficult for someone to step in. Hilda looks up at him expectantly, clearly committing to her decision to calling his bluff. ]