"Lead the way." She clasped her hands against his, smiling up at him broadly. The last time, they'd been grinding against each other, flirting, playing dangerous. Now they were prancing around the fire with nimble feet, smiling and, for Nancy's part at least, laughing brightly. He was a good dancer.

And that thing? About energy returning? She could see it. He seemed... lighter. Brighter. More... alive.