[Nico's doing his best to avoid doing anything here and keeping an eye out for any surprises. He remembers the last time something like this happened, he got stuck in a ferris wheel and a situation he'd rather not repeat had happened. The carriage going completely dark and not being able to see what was attacking him hadn't been his idea of fun.
He's watching the parade cautiously, Cerberus sitting at his feet - one head sniffing at people's feet, another growling at anyone who gets too close for the dog's comfort to Nico, and the third making a nice pile of drool on the ground - when he spots someone he ran into during the ViVid swamp level not long ago, eyebrows furrowing as he wonders what, exactly, she's doing.
Then she comes up to him and asks him to dance. All three of Cerberus' heads turn towards her and the dog gets up on his feet, tail wagging and tongues lagging.
Nico holds his hands up, shaking his head.] Sorry, I'm not much of a dancer. [It's not that he doesn't know how - he has vague memories of his mother teaching him some steps, being familiar with ballroom dancing herself as the daughter of a diplomat - he just prefers not to, especially not in public.]
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He's watching the parade cautiously, Cerberus sitting at his feet - one head sniffing at people's feet, another growling at anyone who gets too close for the dog's comfort to Nico, and the third making a nice pile of drool on the ground - when he spots someone he ran into during the ViVid swamp level not long ago, eyebrows furrowing as he wonders what, exactly, she's doing.
Then she comes up to him and asks him to dance. All three of Cerberus' heads turn towards her and the dog gets up on his feet, tail wagging and tongues lagging.
Nico holds his hands up, shaking his head.] Sorry, I'm not much of a dancer. [It's not that he doesn't know how - he has vague memories of his mother teaching him some steps, being familiar with ballroom dancing herself as the daughter of a diplomat - he just prefers not to, especially not in public.]