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[He grumbles but settles himself, leaning back against Emet in a silent hello before he sets the pegasus off to land back at street level, then head to the dorms where they can fly to the roof to hop off and head inside.]

[He's quiet the way back, but in a good way. A languid, relaxing way as the footfalls of the mechanical creature at the steady feel of Lahabrea calm and soothe him. He'll kiss his neck softly every once in a while.]

[He smiles over his shoulder but mostly is intent on getting them back to the dorms, taking flight when the reach the hotel and landing on the roof. He'll slide off to offer Emet his hand down.]

[He gets off the mechanical horse with help. Normally he would try to pick Lahabrea up, but he is too content and tired in a good way so he just wraps both arms around one of his resting his head on his shoulder as they enter the dorms.]

[Really it is nice having Emet-Selch lean on him, the real crime is he can't pick him up or use powers to! But this will do and he will lead him in, and to the bathroom to clean up and get into comfortable less rumbled things.

He will be washing his hair and generally fussing over him of course.]

[When they actually get the bathroom upgrade Lahabrea will have all the fancy soaps and shampoos he could ever want! But until then.

He will also ensure Lahabrea is pampered at least a little before drying off and getting into silken pajamas, because of course BARiTONES has those.]

[Why would they NOT have silken PJs! He kisses Emet's cheek and leads him to the music hall. Pulling up a chair for him and sitting at the piano himself.

Solo concert while they're both in pajamas? Absolutely.

He does start to play, something soft and familiar. One of Emet-Selch's favorites, something from long, long ago.]

[He does lounge on the chair, knees over the arm, eyes closed.

Until he hears the song to which his feet find their way to the floor and he pads his way over to sit next to Lahabrea on the piano bench.]

When did you....?

[He is not good enough not to break the thread of melody a little as he moves over for Emet but he does pick it back up readily enough, eyes on the keys.]

Wataru has been teaching me a while. Since I arrived I suppose. As for the song, that I have been practicing when I am able. I am afraid for now my repertoire is thin.

...I have wanted to do something for you. That you might relax to.

[He leans his head on his shoulder, tears beginning to gather.]

You sentimental, old fool.

Thank you.

[He can hear it in his voice, and he does pause, lifting a hand to brush into Emet's hair, turning his own face to kiss his forehead. But then he sets his hands on the keys again, pausing to reorient and then resumes.]

You are welcome, my dear friend. Let me play for you a while, and then we can rest.

[He wraps his arms around him loosely to minimize the interference to his playing. And tears do fall on his shoulder, but they are quiet.]

[He will finish the piece, he is no Elidibus but his playing is practiced at least, competent enough, and certainly filled with his feelings. He doesn't start anything else though, not yet, turning to wrap his arms around Emet and stroking his hair. Holding him close.]

How indulgent you are to find time in your schedule to learn. Teach me. Not tonight, but I would like to learn.

[He holds him closer in turn now that he isn't trying to interfere with his playing.]

[He cups his cheeks, kissing his forehead.]

I would be happy to. Though the thought was to be able to play for you when you wished.

Can we not spoil each other?

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