[Nunnally is just sort of bobbing in her chair after the robots refused to accept obvious reasons as an excuse for her not to dance. She'll smile if you catch her eye, but honestly this is one of the cruelest things to do to her. She used to love dancing...and while this isn't the first dance she's been to since Marianne's murder it is the first one where she's been able to see everyone else.]
[As the hours go by, her facade starts to crumble and you might actually catch a fleeting glance of Nunnally looking uncomfortable or sad.]