The last person Curnen had danced with must have been her husband. But she didn't say this. Not because she was ashamed of Brushy or because she didn't want to remember him right now, but because it was just too heavy a topic for tonight. If she mentioned him, she'd only be forced to talk about how she'd been widowed and that was a conversation she couldn't bear, especially with a child.
She had not been exaggerating when she told him about general aversion to her hands, either. It wasn't a conscious thing sometimes, only the sensation of an extra finger tended to unsettle on some level. Peter went up in her estimation for not being among them.
But his dancing... oh dear.
It was sweet. Curnen wasn't anything special when she danced, but she was entirely un-self-conscious and it showed. And like any Tufa child, she'd been dancing since she was old and coordinated enough to do so. "Loosen up," she told him with a smile. "Don't think about it so much."
Re: At the Party
She had not been exaggerating when she told him about general aversion to her hands, either. It wasn't a conscious thing sometimes, only the sensation of an extra finger tended to unsettle on some level. Peter went up in her estimation for not being among them.
But his dancing... oh dear.
It was sweet. Curnen wasn't anything special when she danced, but she was entirely un-self-conscious and it showed. And like any Tufa child, she'd been dancing since she was old and coordinated enough to do so. "Loosen up," she told him with a smile. "Don't think about it so much."