[Also dancing, perhaps out of habit, but certainly focusing more on him - on holding his hand with her own, their fingers threaded together, resting her cheek against his chest, just pressed close to him. Happy. Safe. This is what she always wanted - and like so many times before, there's a kind of ache inside her, like this is a precious moment she should cherish... but it isn't as if she hasn't always had Syaoran here with her.]