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[asoutcastshear]

[Ever since his conversation with Anna a few days ago, Erik has holed himself up in his room, working furiously to get the show prepared

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[maddattik]

[Piano from the library wasn't exactly what Attika had expected to hear, but it was wonderful. She certainly wasn't going to complain. Instead, she waits quietly until Erik finishes, clapping politely once he's done.]

That was lovely.

[asoutcastshear]

[Erik wasn't expecting company. He really needs to get a piano in his room. Though, as long as Attika minds her distance Erik won't mind too terribly that she's here.]

It is a beautiful aria.

[maddattik]

[She's definitely minding her distance, feeling more than a little uneasy around people at the moment.]

What's it from?

[asoutcastshear]

An opera called Hannibal.

[Good. Assuming she's standing behind him, he hasn't turned around to acknowledge her.]

[dormant_beast]

[She slips out from behind a bookshelf, inclining her head and quietly waiting until he's finished.]

...

C'est beau.

[asoutcastshear]

[He knows that voice. He can't say he's not pleased she's here.]

Merci beaucoup

[He remains where he is, back to her.]

Hello, Anna.

[dormant_beast]

Anna's voice is fairly unmistakeable.]

Bonjour. [She comes a little closer, peering at what he's doing.

What is that from?

[asoutcastshear]

An opera called Hannibal. The aria is Think of Me.

[He plays a measure.]

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