[More giggles and smiles, these ones a touch more modest and shy as she slips away from him and pulls out the bench. She takes her time sitting down, her fingers lightly grazing over the wood again, over the keys as she positions herself. It's so much more beautiful up close—the details in the wood, the way that meaningful image on the music stand is so intricately carved... It leaves her feeling breathless all over again.
Thankfully, she's been practicing a little at Phantom's music studio, so her fingers naturally find the keys to begin the song, but before she does, she glances over her shoulder to Eustace, Clover, and Eria, and she's pretty sure she can feel her heart erupting with adoration, admiration, love for this little family of theirs...
A fond laugh escapes her and she's turning around again, and she begins to play a familiar song. One he might have heard her hum in passing, and as she plays, all of those emotions pour into the notes through her fingertips that the air around her begins to sparkle with those little lights again, twinkling gently like stars and landing in her hair where they shimmer as if she was the night sky herself. Star flowers grow within the cracks of the tree nearby, their sweet scent being carried through on the breeze of her music to fill the room with warmth.
Only when it's over and she lowers her hands to fold in her lap does she look over at the trio again.]
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Thankfully, she's been practicing a little at Phantom's music studio, so her fingers naturally find the keys to begin the song, but before she does, she glances over her shoulder to Eustace, Clover, and Eria, and she's pretty sure she can feel her heart erupting with adoration, admiration, love for this little family of theirs...
A fond laugh escapes her and she's turning around again, and she begins to play a familiar song. One he might have heard her hum in passing, and as she plays, all of those emotions pour into the notes through her fingertips that the air around her begins to sparkle with those little lights again, twinkling gently like stars and landing in her hair where they shimmer as if she was the night sky herself. Star flowers grow within the cracks of the tree nearby, their sweet scent being carried through on the breeze of her music to fill the room with warmth.
Only when it's over and she lowers her hands to fold in her lap does she look over at the trio again.]
Well? What did you all think?