[ If she'd known him back then, when he was smaller and less hale, Navia would hope she'd treat him with the same kindness and respect as she does now that he's the man standing before her. The Spina di Rosula accepts all, no matter their size or shape, as long as they have goodness in their hearts, and a desire to help those around them.
But she didn't know him then, so she can only help him as he is now--a complete disaster on the dance floor, apparently.
She laughs off the stumble, leaping nimbly over his foot and trying to brace him a little in spite of him being more than capable of catching himself. ]
Hey now, don't you worry about me. I'm tougher than I look. Now... why don't we try a two-step style dance instead? Something a little more back-and-forth?
[ And yeah, the girls Bucky set him up with were cowards. Change my mind. ]
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But she didn't know him then, so she can only help him as he is now--a complete disaster on the dance floor, apparently.
She laughs off the stumble, leaping nimbly over his foot and trying to brace him a little in spite of him being more than capable of catching himself. ]
Hey now, don't you worry about me. I'm tougher than I look. Now... why don't we try a two-step style dance instead? Something a little more back-and-forth?
[ And yeah, the girls Bucky set him up with were cowards. Change my mind. ]