7th Con [Accidental Audio]

[verydistinct]

[There's a few sounds of a guitar being tuned, having been caught towards the end of the process. Surprisingly, despite the changing weather and no pitch reference, the strings end up either on or close to perfect tuning. After strumming a few more times, Eliot starts to sing for about a minute, minute and a half. Then, as he gets to this part

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[bestestfurrend]

I didn't know you could sing!

[verydistinct]

That's because I usually don't.

[Save for when he was going around as Kenneth Crane, but shhh.]

[bestestfurrend]

But you're so good at it!

[verydistinct]

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Say that too loud, and the Rachel girl might hear you.

[Guess who's trying to minimize teenage contact and will fail in the long run.]

[bestestfurrend]

Why don't you want her to hear you?

[verydistinct]

Because she's enthusiastic and I don't want her getting the wrong ideas.

[bestestfurrend]

Liiiiiike?

[verydistinct]

Like I'd be helping out with her singing group. It's not my sort of thing.

[bestestfurrend]

But you're so good at it!

[verydistinct]

[No. Nonono. You're not wrangling him into it for Rachel, Nepeta. 8| ]

Which turned out to be convenient, but it's still not my thing.

[bestestfurrend]

What sort of thing is your thing then??

[verydistinct]

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I'm a lurker.

[Yeah, it's his thing. It's not what he does, that's something else, but being a lurker is definitely his thing.]

[bestestfurrend]

Sometimes you really sound furry much like Equius.

[verydistinct]

I'll have to take your word on that.

[bestestfurrend]

Purrhaps you'll get to meet him some day!