are we in jumanji now

[Secret anything means a successful attempt at hiding said thing, which is the last things Bandou is able to do, at least when it comes to this. The gentle, repeated declination of his offer has less to do with not wanting to go and more to do with prioritizing other things to try. So finally, after a little pestering, she agrees, realizing just how much he actually wants to.

Her eyes take a moment to adjust when they walk in, so she reaches out to lightly grab his sleeve in a request he wait for a moment. The thought of swiping his sunglasses does briefly cross her mind. Once good, she drops her hand and grins a little.]

Want to show off right away or be humbled by me in a dancing game to start?