no i'm kidding. this insult makes aquila laugh, a little - he pulls his hands up and out of the way and lets lup go.
... he really hasn't come to expect anything less from lup, but it's gorgeous. he falls silent, and then scoots a little closer to peer over her shoulder and watch her hands move on the keys, other arm falling behind her and resting on the piano bench.
... his eyes move from her hands to watch her instead, every now and then, stealing glances, but otherwise, he's a captive, attentive audience, quietly listening and soaking in the ability to hear it at all. ]
[ this is the worst, actually, and aquila hates it.
he just rests his head against hers and lets her continue to play, closing his eyes. it's so hard not being able to do anything more than this. just - being there, spending time with her, trying to be supportive, which is a role aquila's never really held before.
the least he can do is try and be some kind of an anchor, even like this. ]
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no i'm kidding. this insult makes aquila laugh, a little - he pulls his hands up and out of the way and lets lup go.
... he really hasn't come to expect anything less from lup, but it's gorgeous. he falls silent, and then scoots a little closer to peer over her shoulder and watch her hands move on the keys, other arm falling behind her and resting on the piano bench.
... his eyes move from her hands to watch her instead, every now and then, stealing glances, but otherwise, he's a captive, attentive audience, quietly listening and soaking in the ability to hear it at all. ]
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she's still quietly crying, but at least she's moving.]
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he just rests his head against hers and lets her continue to play, closing his eyes. it's so hard not being able to do anything more than this. just - being there, spending time with her, trying to be supportive, which is a role aquila's never really held before.
the least he can do is try and be some kind of an anchor, even like this. ]