"We could go dancing together," Patience offered. She danced differently than Chastity, probably, but she did love dancing, all kinds of dancing. It didn't matter the music or who she was with or who was watching, it was just the way the music felt, the way it felt to move.
Then her eyes widened with interest, and she clapped her hands together in front of her chest, holding them that way. "Oh! What did you change into? Can I see it?"