[Dist doesn't meet Ion's gaze at all, keeping his eyes on the keys, the sheet music, anything else. He doesn't want to give anything away that he was a little upset that Anise was gone now, and he most certainly didn't want to explain himself.
He tries a different tune, just a few keys, but then folds his hands in his lap with a sigh.]
Mm...I suppose. With my instructor, I learn more of course, but there is also work I must do on my own. Practice.
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He tries a different tune, just a few keys, but then folds his hands in his lap with a sigh.]
Mm...I suppose. With my instructor, I learn more of course, but there is also work I must do on my own. Practice.