Link gives her a faint little wave, as she approaches. And then pauses, thinking about dancing back home.

Technically, Link did learn how to dance. All knights had been expected to learn at least a few basic dances, so they wouldn't be an embarrassment to the Kingdom at the court. But he had never really enjoyed that kind of dancing. It was too regimented, too stuffy. Too public. A thing to be endured rather than enjoyed.

Or better yet, avoided entirely. Usually by agreeing to be one of the guards. Maybe that's why Link still stuck to the walls now; at this point, it was habit.

"Could watch?" He suggests. Come be a guard too, Deedee.