She would like nothing more than to spend several more hours like this, combining her love of dancing and enjoying her partner. Though the dance isn't forever, much to her disappointment, although it takes her a few minutes to realize that the music has stopped and people were filing off of the dance floor. Many of them giving them amused or knowing smiles that made her glance away sheepishly.

"I...think the dance is over." She managed after a moment. REEEEEEEEEALLY not wanting to pull away, but somehow forcing herself to let her arms move to gently push him away. Well, if he was having trouble letting go of her anyway.

She really should clear up the 'he's mine' statement she made earlier, but...she kind of didn't want to. She meant it, after all.