Anyway, he'll listen, quiet and paying just as much attention as he was the last time she played. He'll close his eyes at some point, humming a little note every now and then when he can guess where the song will go and eventually swaying where he sits. His ass... cannot sit still.
...It really does help, a little. He doesn't say anything for a beat or two after she finishes. Then:]
[And he'll play along with her! He nails the progression pretty well, for having only heard it once. He'll even be extra nice and not do any fancy little extra steps.]
[She mouths along to words he won't know as they go, though she's still focused on the piano itself. Once she realizes he isn't improvising... Her expression softens slightly into a smile.]
[She looks embarrassed, and when she starts, it's - half singing, half talking out the words. She plays the notes again as she goes through it, looking down at the keys rather than at him.]
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No. Um, it's fine. [After a moment, though:] Do you want me to play something for you?
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[Sometimes self-care is just playing piano for other people, he gets it. He will move to plop somewhere nearby so he can listen...]
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Anyway, he'll listen, quiet and paying just as much attention as he was the last time she played. He'll close his eyes at some point, humming a little note every now and then when he can guess where the song will go and eventually swaying where he sits. His ass... cannot sit still.
...It really does help, a little. He doesn't say anything for a beat or two after she finishes. Then:]
--That one was lovely. What's it called?
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Somewhere Over the Rainbow. It's from a movie back home.
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[That would not make the body announcements any easier to deal with, but at least it would be a tiny personal comfort. TINY COMFORTS.]
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[A soft, comforting noise while they got informed about all their dead friends.......]
It's pretty, though, in a really simple kind of way.
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Maybe they could play it at night before we go to bed, then. Any day but Thursday.
[So they can avoid forming traumatic associations! Anyway, this is part effect and part just Wei Wuxian when he asks:]
--Can I play something for you, now? Or do you want to play something together again?
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Together?
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[He'll lift up his flute!]
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[But he is here to dote on HER!!! So it's her pick!!]
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[And for her, too - it's simple and soothing. She thinks she could use that, today. So she starts to play again.]
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Are there words to this?
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...Yeah, I guess.
[By which she means yes. There is no actual guessing involved.]
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Mind teaching me how it goes?
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[She looks embarrassed, and when she starts, it's - half singing, half talking out the words. She plays the notes again as she goes through it, looking down at the keys rather than at him.]
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--That's a cute song! The words are nice, too.
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...Yeah. It's pretty old, it's from a movie.
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[He is has MASTER LEVEL KNOWLEDGE ABOUT MOVIES NOW!! Thanks, entertainment center.]
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[closes my eyes]
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I see... Was the ending good, at least? Was it a happy dream?
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