"You know, my dear, it is rather hard to dance with you giggling," Jonathan stated, but he was stiffling snickers himself as he bowed to the side, choking down his own laughter as they moved together in the steps. He cut a glance her way, smile growing as he watched her shining face, his stomach and heart giving an odd flutter that he dismissed. "You have a nice laugh though," he said, not looking at her, a faint bush on his cheeks.