Regardless, she smiles and tilts her head. She was awkwardly a bit taller than him- after all she is like… sixteen. She leans over simply to make it a little easier for him, but not too much.
“Then let’s dance, little prince~”
So yeah, Conan just accepted a dance. Fun and all, except he didn’t know what dance they would be doing or how to dance. Unless you wanted him to solo dance opening 8 style, which was not recommended.
Gently he held Tutu’s hands, feet moving lightly over the floor. Was he supposed to do anything besides that? They were children, hopefully this was fine. He tried to dance somehow.
