10-12-2022, 10:12 AM
Godric's stared at her in disbelief, the acknowledgement of what kind of dancing she did penetrating deep in his mind. To cover his reaction, he quickly pulled the tankard up to his lips to take a very long pull from what little was remaining. While the dancing in the infirmary was amusing, the dancing naked was a bit scandalous. Not that it was unheard of - Godric had heard of women who banded together during feast days and danced around standing stones, quite often wearing little to nothing. He'd seen it himself only once, though the rhythm and practiced movements were often more beautiful than the women themselves.
However, to dance just to dance. There was something a bit heathen about it. Granted, where she came from, that was definitely on key. Still, it wasn't hard to picture her out under the shady leaves, moving for just herself and no other purpose was...well, it was something that he was trying desperately not to think of.
"I see," he said weakly once he'd swallowed. The girl had no inhibitions, telling a room full of men that she danced naked. While they weren't shouting, it was definitely clear from the looks of the men watching her that sat nearest to them that they had heard what she had to say. That could cause some trouble later, if she wasn't careful. Oh well, that's what he was there for. He would just make sure he stayed until she left and then escort her home to keep anyone from harassing her.
Luckily she had brought up another, much more safer conversation topic that he could definitely discuss. "Oh, cooking spells! For that, you'll want to go straight to Lady Hufflepuff herself. If it wasn't for her instruction, the men and I would have starved during our years on the road. She is amazing with creating a delicious meal out of very little. And she's usually very eager to pass on her knowledge to those willing to learn.
"The house elfs are proof of that, though I highly doubt she's been able to teach them everything she knows. Every cook has their own special secrets, after all or else why would an employer keep them on." He said, trying to make it a little joke. While he'd tried to make her dancing not a big deal, it was now hard to look her in the eye.
However, to dance just to dance. There was something a bit heathen about it. Granted, where she came from, that was definitely on key. Still, it wasn't hard to picture her out under the shady leaves, moving for just herself and no other purpose was...well, it was something that he was trying desperately not to think of.
"I see," he said weakly once he'd swallowed. The girl had no inhibitions, telling a room full of men that she danced naked. While they weren't shouting, it was definitely clear from the looks of the men watching her that sat nearest to them that they had heard what she had to say. That could cause some trouble later, if she wasn't careful. Oh well, that's what he was there for. He would just make sure he stayed until she left and then escort her home to keep anyone from harassing her.
Luckily she had brought up another, much more safer conversation topic that he could definitely discuss. "Oh, cooking spells! For that, you'll want to go straight to Lady Hufflepuff herself. If it wasn't for her instruction, the men and I would have starved during our years on the road. She is amazing with creating a delicious meal out of very little. And she's usually very eager to pass on her knowledge to those willing to learn.
"The house elfs are proof of that, though I highly doubt she's been able to teach them everything she knows. Every cook has their own special secrets, after all or else why would an employer keep them on." He said, trying to make it a little joke. While he'd tried to make her dancing not a big deal, it was now hard to look her in the eye.
