His arms were getting tired of supporting his weight, so Orsino lay back in the grass and let his arms rest by his sides. The grass tickled the back of his neck a bit, but felt otherwise cool and oddly refreshing. For a few moments he considered Penny's question, watching Seven as she came trotting back with a stick in her mouth. She looked quite proud of herself.
Taking one end of the stick in his hand, he half-heartedly began to try to wrestle it out of the dog's mouth. She wasn't relinquishing it easily.
"Fun, actually," he eventually said, as Seven gave up on him and made her way to Penny. "We're finally working on an album again. It's still in the planning stages, really, but some of the arrangements are coming along and the tracks are more or less set."
Orsino was actually incredibly excited about it, after he'd gotten over the fact that they were treating it as a form of protest. "It's just good to be doing some new stuff again. I hate the random breaks sometimes."