[ listen - sam has managed to get himself to a place where the why not sounded more exciting than the nah, and that had been his headspace when he'd gotten her attention. and now that she looks at him, brow raises, sam just grins back at her, hands out. ]

Oh, definitely not. [ but then sam just sorta shrugs. ] But there's a difference between knowing the dance and being able to dance to it.

[ part of him almost expects ciri to turn him away, not necessarily rude or mean, just in the way that she's not interested in it. he'd take it if she did, because he's not going to stop trying at this point (he's too stubborn for that), but then ciri just gestures for him to go ahead and smirks and sam realizes he is not being turned away. not at all actually.

he laughs and nods, following ciri's gesturing, heads out onto the dance floor. thankfully (for him) he'd been watching enough of the crowd to potentially (maybe) know a little about what he's just gotten himself into.

maybe.

he starts in on a couple of the beginning steps. ]

How easily swayed are you by enthusiasm alone?

[ he is not going to get this dance right off the bat, sorry ciri. ]