While Hild took care of herself entirely now, she was accustomed to being served back home, to letting people fetch for her what she could -- and thought should -- fetch herself. So she danced while Derek got her a glass of water, spinning in a circle with arms first outstretched to her sides, then above her head.

"I..." She took the cup with both hands, but stalled somewhat, trying to do too many things at once: thinking and drinking and dancing. Hild considered with a frown, then nodded seriously at Derek.

"I want sweet things," she decided, and took a sip of water.