[ Oh, she notices that he startles, but that laugh, that smile, that he's trying to find the rhythm is something she notices as well and Lí won't let him off so easy, not when he's got the spirit to try. ]

All the better that you dance with me, then! Masters are not born, they are made. Even the most skilled feet were clumsy once!

[ And while the beat is lively, it isn't unduly quick. She'll halve the speed of her own steps to help him find the rhythm. ]

Try it slow and let it feel you. You'll feel it soon enough!