"Only when they look as lonely and handsome as you do," she easily counters, chuckling softly as she moves along to the music with him. Dancing isn't ever her strong point, but it's easy enough when she's enjoying herself as much as she is on this planet, and that she has a relatively willing dance partner.

The song they're dancing to quickly ends, and gives way to something a little more fast moving. Grinning up at him, she takes hold of both of his hands and sweeps him up into a much more relaxed and playful dance that's akin to galloping and spinning than anything.

It's easy for him to twirl her and catch sight of her arms, given they're clearly visible with the sundress she's wearing. There's not any marks on them at all, most definitely not a tattoo. But there is, interestingly, a rough texture to her hands. If he manages to catch sight of that, he'll take notice that there's words burned onto her right palm.