Her smile was almost honest. She was fae, dancing was something the fae enjoyed, sometimes throwing themselves into dance with such enthusiasm it could take a mortal breath away. "There is nothing wrong with a good book, but dance is as exciting as life sometimes."

As they hit the floor she turned to Sirius and slipped her free hand up to his shoulder. Forgiveness isn't something she's really known for but he likely won't need it, Mab can make dancing easy enough for him if he really does have difficulty. And so she let the music sweep them into motion. "We must scrub away the rust then, Sirius."