Mason stuck her hand out, putting her forefinger and thumb together, gestured 'a little bit.'
"Oh you now, only an eetzy-weenzy bit," she said and rubbed her arms on an attempt to warm herself.
A surge of heat erupted over Mason's goosebump-covered-skin, warming her more than her clothes ever could. A heating-spell, Mason knew. Her clattering teeth and shivers instantly subsided, leaving her warm and fuzzy.
Mason have her older friend a grateful smiled,
"Thanks a bunch Hady! I'm just glad you didn't set me on fire." Even the fire would have been welcome.
Mason bit her lip and scrunched up her nose,
"Urmm, I'm pretty terrible," she said honestly,
"I think that it would be better for me to earn the steps before even attempting to do it with music."
Mason was sure that she was going to make a fool out of herself, but she was honestly too excited to even care.