Daff smiled on reflex; his laugh somewhat reminded her of Noble's and that brought on a fresh little pang of guilt, that she had to cover up somehow. It was a relief though, that she hadn't entirely lost her confidence in social situations.

"Though these drinks would make it quite easy, not at events like this." These kinds of balls and parties called for the traditional decorum. Daffy had however, attended both family functions and what would be considered a working class dance or two in the past where it was much more common place to actually have enthusiasm while dancing.

"A ceili or a family party is a different story." They had Irish heritage somewhere on her mum's side and Daff had spent some time with her distant cousins on a visit once. It had been a wild ride.