Sweeney nodded to her footwork then looked back to her, the slight smile still lingering on his lips. "Precisely." And with that, they started off, a true waltz, easy and graceful and just as light footed as he had ever been.
And it was almost true what he said about it being like flying to him and how it changed him. His demeanor changed drastically when he danced, as if he were still that young man who'd never lost his love, who'd never been scorned. He was almost happy. The ghosts couldn't catch up to him when he was in 3/4 step with his hand on Sadako's waist and his other holding hers. And for someone who deemed herself rusty, she was doing very well.