Zelginn

The small figure tilted his head to Sakura, before he snatched the napkin from her, wiped off his face and hands with it, before blowing his nose in it. He soon after made a childlike effort to hide it under a nearby plate, before handing Sakura her drink. He felt å warm feeling inside of himself, it was joy. The same kind of joys cats would get from catching a mouse. He hoped the woman would snooze somewhere later, but for now there were dances going about. The short figure had nicked one of said papers from the food table, left behind there by what looked like an overly fancy elf. Suddenly the paper became a butterfly, which made Zelginn instinctively try to grab it, he followed it along its path, even sliding his way under some womans dress to keep a decently straight line. Then it stopped to hover over some woman, the small figure realized this must be his dance partner. Dancing.   He generally did that by himself, sround people, on tables or in mocking ways. This was something different. Maybe some fun hossip could come his way, and the more he thought about it, if he danced he would grow more hungry soon and be able to eat even more. "Heya, I guess we are goibg to dance, tall lady!"

((Typing from phone, will add Baraian later))