[More fondness as she shifts her grip on his violin, bringing it to her chin and shoulder. She roots around until she can find the bow, humming quietly to herself.]
Let's see... a nice, soothing song to lull you to sleep. This would be a lot easier if my piano hadn't died...
[She finds the bow and readies herself, humming gently to keep time before lifting the bow to play a violin rendition of Chopin's famous Nocturne in C# Minor. It's a song she's definitely made him play with her on piano; it only seems fitting that she play the violin portion for him now as she casts Sleep.]
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[More fondness as she shifts her grip on his violin, bringing it to her chin and shoulder. She roots around until she can find the bow, humming quietly to herself.]
Let's see... a nice, soothing song to lull you to sleep. This would be a lot easier if my piano hadn't died...
[She finds the bow and readies herself, humming gently to keep time before lifting the bow to play a violin rendition of Chopin's famous Nocturne in C# Minor. It's a song she's definitely made him play with her on piano; it only seems fitting that she play the violin portion for him now as she casts Sleep.]