Calibrations Spill-Over Post

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[thezerothlaw]

[He picks up embarrassment, shame, the feeling of being patronized.]

It wasn't considered a typical interest, then, and others were amused at your expense. Am I correct? That is unfortunate, but it is good that you are still able to take pleasure in it. If it this intimate for you, then I am privileged to have been able to participate.

[dancingmd]

[She nods, but the old shame easily dissipates under new affections. The level of comfort she feels with Daneel is only shared with a few others in the fleet.]

It was nice, doing it for the pure enjoyment and companionship, no expectations attached. I think maybe... I would like to find my dancing again, here.

[thezerothlaw]

Then perhaps this can be done. I would be willing to help, if at all possible.

[Not that he's entirely sure how he might be able to help, but the offer's there anywa.]

[dancingmd]

All you have to do - [She holds out her hands, in position for the Foxtrot] - is follow me.

[thezerothlaw]

As you say.

[Daneel mirrors her pose, watching her intently for her next move.]

[dancingmd]

[She can't help but laugh at that robot literalism - though the laughter isn't mocking at all, just gentle amusement as she takes one of his hands in hers and places the other on her waist.]

No, I meant like this, together.

[thezerothlaw]

Oh, I misunderstood. My apologies.

[His touch is very gentle, but he steps into the proper position easily enough. They're lacking music, but that doesn't trouble him at all.]

[dancingmd]

[The lack of music soon ceases to be a problem, as the corridor is filled with jazz, heavily featuring a trombone. Beverly leads him through the steps again, down the corridor and past all the holograms of her loved ones. It's only after a few minutes of dancing that she speaks again.]

Computer, one to beam up.

[The computer beeps in response and Daneel is surrounded by a shimmering light. He'll experience the strange sensation of having his molecules dissipate and reassemble, but it's not painful and it brings him safely out of the calibration.]