[For the first few moments, Hideyoshi watches on and makes the appropriate sounds - 'hm's and 'oh's of appreciation, the occasional excited clap at a particularly graceful gesture, soft laughter of appreciation, all that. He's a very active audience.
But as she goes on, he stops. He forgets, more like. Her dancing is like nothing he had ever seen in his life and it is exquisite, with its grace and its flow, nothing like dance as he knows it. It suits him much, much more.
(There's also the little matter of her being very beautiful. There's that.)
So after a minute or two, he falls silent, and simply watches, eyes gone soft with fascinated awe.]
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But as she goes on, he stops. He forgets, more like. Her dancing is like nothing he had ever seen in his life and it is exquisite, with its grace and its flow, nothing like dance as he knows it. It suits him much, much more.
(There's also the little matter of her being very beautiful. There's that.)
So after a minute or two, he falls silent, and simply watches, eyes gone soft with fascinated awe.]