Alle Kunst ist der Freude gewidmet

Joshua/Natasha, dancing

"Excuse me?" Natasha asked startled. Above her stood Joshua, his hand extended for her and with a broad, charming smile on his face.

"Would you dance with me?" He jerked his head over to where a few merchants they had met earlier and who they were guarding in exchange for goods until the next town were playing instruments and singing loudly. Several members of their little army were sitting with them, clapping in tact with the music or singing.

"Now?" Natasha asked to gain some time until she could judge if he was serious or not.

"Of course now." He laughed. "If you don't hurry, the song will be over." Natasha´s gaze flew over to the singing group again. Forde had pulled a shy Neimi close and was whirling around with her while Colm secretly glared at them. "Alright, how about a bet?"

Smiling to herself, she looked up at him. "Joshua--" He cut her off.

"Heads, and we dance. Tails, and I'll leave you alone." He already got out his coin and readied himself for the toss. Natasha sighed inwardly and smiled amused at the same time.

"Alright." Joshua snipped the coin high into the air and eagerly bend down when the coin hit the ground. He looked quite disappointed when he looked up.

"Tails," he sighed. "Lady Luck doesn't want to see me dance. Too bad, because I'm quite good." He already turned to leave, but Natasha grabbed him by his sleeve. Joshua looked at her surprised.

"You didn't let me answer." He blinked surprised. "Yes, I want to dance with you." A big grin spread across his face.

"Great!" He snagged her hand, pulled her up a bit too forcefully and, slinging his arm around her, danced with her over to the others. Natasha laughed and let him spin her around and around until both of them were dizzy.