Mono had really never… socialized this much before. He liked not being alone, of course. Being alone was his greatest fear… But it was still pretty overwhelming for a child who spent most of his life with maybe one person for company intermittently at best.

So eventually the kid had collected a substantial collection of cheese, crackers and fruits (fancy food was neat, but you couldn’t beat a little stack of cheese and crackers sandwiched together) and gotten himself sat under a table that had emptied once people had started dancing. It was near enough that he could watch, because watching was fun. It was just… nice to see people enjoying themselves and having fun. It was not a sight he was used to seeing unless it was a picture in a book.

Nida might hear a small voice comment at some point, “You know a lot of dance stuff. I didn’t even know a jig was a kinda dance. I thought it was something else.”