>>5933400“...I found a way to flounder this date, good job me.” Emily’s eyes turn back to normal. You can't see the little spark of blue evil in them. “I believe I’m thinking straight again… Sorry for worrying you.”
“It’s alright, it’s just—”
“I think so too. YUNG-P’s music must’ve triggered something in me.” Emily states the obvious. Someone has to, but…
“Before we dissect what’s going on… Why are you actually dancing now?” You point out. Before snapping, she didn’t move much, but now that she’s fully conscious, she’s back to doing the thing just like by the stage!
“I-I don’t know what’s gotten into me, but my body just wants to dance! It takes too much out of me to suppress it, so I’m just letting it go. P-Please, don’t stare at me more than necessary.” Emily is ashamed she can’t fully control her body.
It’s a shame Emily is requesting that because the choreography she’s pulling off while sitting looks very interesting, even if they are the same repetitive moves.
<span class="mu-s">What do you do?</span>
>Teach Emily a different dance move to commit to. One less eccentric like your family dance!>Take Emily to Vortexia’s changing room. It’s almost soundproof in there and it’s your de facto base of operations here. Besides, you were planning on visiting.>Take Emily out to watch the rest of the concert. Her body will have to give up from exhaustion eventually, right? You’ll drag her around after. More importantly, this is still a date, and she has seemed to accept that she’s going to dance no matter what.>Write In. 