[ He leans back in his chair to listen, head tipping back against the wall behind him and eyes closing. It's... soothing. It seems more encompassing than the music of his world, even the music the bards lace with magic.
He's silent and unmoving as he listens, perfectly content to sit just as he is all day, if that's how long she sings. ]
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He's silent and unmoving as he listens, perfectly content to sit just as he is all day, if that's how long she sings. ]