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[So, sometime later in the evening, whenever most of the others aren't in the cabin - she's turning towards him, glancing towards the piano for a second before she does.]
Hey, can I ask you something?
Hey, can I ask you something?
...Yeah, that's fair.
[Anyways!]
Not that I'm complaining or anything, seriously, but - are they just built differently where you're from, or did something happen to some of the keys...?
[Anyways!]
Not that I'm complaining or anything, seriously, but - are they just built differently where you're from, or did something happen to some of the keys...?
Oh. So, if you needed to play that note, what would you do? Or is the music you have just modified to be played like this?
[She finds this incredibly interesting and I'm very sorry if there's no answer.]
[She finds this incredibly interesting and I'm very sorry if there's no answer.]
[Luckily I, Eli, know nothing about how sheet music would need to be altered to adapt to that, or there would be about 10 more incredibly specific nerdy questions. Instead we can both be free.
Anyways!]
How'd you get started on it, anyways?
Anyways!]
How'd you get started on it, anyways?
...Aren't you eighteen? You're talking like you've escaped that already.
Oh, no. We'll have to have a trial on Monday. Bummer.
I'll make sure someone writes a touching eulogy.
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