"Do you think so?" Luna imagines herself dancing with someone - an unknown imaginary suitor, perhaps - and thinks that it sounds really quite romantic that way. And she's always enjoyed a good romance, of course. "Maybe we can try sometime soon, then. If we can find a place, that is." She doesn't really know where to go, or how to go about it. Technically she's allowed to leave the Detention Center so long as it's not in attempted escape, but in practice she hasn't gone out for leisure since before the war.