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Hanna did let a giggle of mirth spring forth when Noir began dancing around her. Whether the exercise would help bring the sun out from it's hiding place behind the clouds or not, it was certainly fun to allow one's body to shake and groove. Her mismatched eyes were nearly always tracking the blonde girl's motions, for two reasons. First off, Hanna didn't want to step on the child, and secondly, she was doing her best to coordinate her swaying to Noir's bouncing and bum wriggling.
The woman was proud to know that she was capable of doing what Noir called "super dancing," as she'd not considered herself particularly graceful in the way required to keep from falling over whilst moving her feet and hands in ways different from running or walking. Noir even thought it was pretty, this dance she was doing.
Noir's cute little girl voice asked Hanna if she thought it was fun to dance for the plants, and as she executed a twirl that spun her a half-dozen times and subsequently landed on the bum she'd been shaking, Hanna couldn't help but gleefully reply, "Yes, Noir, it is great fun to dance to help the sun shine and the plants grow." And then she got to her feet and began to swing her hips again, only this time the motion was accompanied by a multitude of splats as mud was flung off her legs and rear into the plants.
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