Hands push against the floor as she moved across the room, the redhead almost flying past chairs and tables as she looks for a place to hide, dark eyes focus on the smaller details-- she might be five, but Nova Trehann wasn't that naive ( at least, she thinks she's not ), hiding under the tables would be a bit silly, personally, and an easy target in a game of hide-and-seek! Goodness, Nova would even go on to say it would be a toddler's move to hide where it's obvious, though, hidden in plain sight would be a pretty fun idea-- though, uh, there's not a lot of places where she could hide in plain sight, actually...
She shakes her head, eyes looking around as she reaches the end of the table rows, a hand going to her chin in thought as she tried to strategically ( or, well, as strategic as a five year old could muster ) plan where she could hide away, to not be found-- though Nova wasn't really a good hider in all honesty, she tries! She really does-- it's just that in this place, there's really very little hiding spots if you're not crafty, which... is mostly what this little girl was. Hands push again as she propelled herself amongst the floor before she came towards one area she could hide in-- the ballpit. She seemed to ponder for a moment before diving in. And she sinks under the first layer of plastic balls.
Nothing too crafty or big, but eh-- it'll do, her hands cover her mouth, to stifle her already-muffled giggling ( here's hoping she won't get found ).