ACT I - Storm & Quen
Quen noticed the nervousness in Storm's voice, although she wasn't entirely sure why he would be nervous. She tried being extra-nice, hoping that would help him relax and enjoy the show, but it didn't seem to be working. She wished she knew what to do to put him at ease, though.
"A ballerina!" she exclaimed softly. She reached over and grasped his arm with both hands. "Describe what she's doing! Please?" The music was very pretty, but it paled in comparison to the dance itself, she was sure.