plotted starter for @spearofruin
The Professor had paired everyone up with a partner to train with for the rest of the week, and Eve just so happened to be paired with the ever infamous Sylvain of house Gautier; known and scorned across the school by men and women alike. Although Eve never really paid much mind to the academy’s gossip, very much inside her own head most of the time, many stories reached her ears by way of one of her stranger hobbies, people watching- which... often included eavesdropping.
With that in mind, it stunned her that one of the first things out of his mouth wasn’t overtly flirtatious in nature- rather, a request.
“You... You’re interested in learning how to dance...?” Eve questioned, mouth slightly agape in her shock. She nervously nibbled on her lip and toyed with her braid, letting the thought simmer in her mind before she could say anything else.
They were supposed to be training in Reason, but no one had ever been interested in learning how to dance... let alone learning from her. The fact that he hadn’t brushed her off entirely to go fool around with a girl like the rumors said was enough to floor her.
“Um... Alright! I take it you want to learn ballet? It can be really hard for beginners, so we should take it slow. We can do some stretches first... you’ll be stiff otherwise, and being stiff means you’re more liable to hurt yourself,”