There's a time and a place for Quill's kind of dancing. Really, a guy James-Tee would probably get along really well with until they had a difference of opinions and hated each other. Jaylah isn't about dancing that has anything to do with enticing anyone. All of Jaylah's dancing is expressive or for the sheer fun of doing so. She screams along with the music and thrashes with the beats until finally the chords begin to fade and something slower queues up.

By then she's side by side with Groot, though more out of breath than the sapling is. Her hair's started to fall out of it's ponytail, wild strands poking out here and there like stark white vines framing her face.

"Yes. Yes good." She bends down slowly to rest her hands on her thighs and take a few deep breaths. "That is dancing. You are very good with this doing."