[ Glad to know they were in agreement, Tear couldn't help but smile a little wider in return even with the soft blush dusting her cheeks as she looked back to the city again, leading him closer to the balcony's edge before resting her free hand delicately on the railing. ]
It has been a while. [ Which made this moment all the more important, given just how long ago their last lesson together had been. It hadn't taken her long to notice how much she missed them back then, and now that they were here hand-in-hand, it was made clear just why.
Then again, she had figured that one out a while ago, too.
Taking in a deep breath, the girl called upon the memories of those nights in his attic where they mistakingly thought they weren't drawing curious attention, of gentle encouragement and stifled laughter during those times when the notes just didn't want to come out right. It was enough to turn her smile into a wistful, but no less fond one as she closed her eyes.
So the melody began, not one iota of hesitation in her mind as she sang her heart for him. Even when she reached the parts that had given her trouble before, threatening to leak nervousness into her voice, she simply squeezed his hand for that extra bit of courage and strength that he granted her.
And once she was nearly finished, she chances opening her eyes to sneak a glance at him, anticipating his reaction. ]
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It has been a while. [ Which made this moment all the more important, given just how long ago their last lesson together had been. It hadn't taken her long to notice how much she missed them back then, and now that they were here hand-in-hand, it was made clear just why.
Then again, she had figured that one out a while ago, too.
Taking in a deep breath, the girl called upon the memories of those nights in his attic where they mistakingly thought they weren't drawing curious attention, of gentle encouragement and stifled laughter during those times when the notes just didn't want to come out right. It was enough to turn her smile into a wistful, but no less fond one as she closed her eyes.
So the melody began, not one iota of hesitation in her mind as she sang her heart for him. Even when she reached the parts that had given her trouble before, threatening to leak nervousness into her voice, she simply squeezed his hand for that extra bit of courage and strength that he granted her.
And once she was nearly finished, she chances opening her eyes to sneak a glance at him, anticipating his reaction. ]