She grins brightly at him, with an edge of playful teasing as he draws her in. She's content to follow his lead now, her turn to try to match his steps.

"Practice, of course!" She pauses as he spins her away, to spin and return to close quarters. She's made a game of it but it likely wouldn't have to be for her to be having the time of her life, the bottom edges of her facial scales tinged a light pink with her flush of excitement. "And some manuals to start," she adds, unable to keep her breathlessness from her tone. It's the only real hint the exercise wears her down at all, at the moment.