The sound effect WOULD be sort of amazing, wouldn't it? Iomhar didn't really have a PROBLEM with being in here while his big brother practiced, or anything like that, but he DID have to admit the sounds of ecstasy and skin slapping together were a lot more pleasant to his ear than a wailing bagpipe, even if Cal WAS pretty good for a beginner.
He emerged from a closet in the far corner of the room, where he'd been carefully storing the more delicate of his brother's instruments before giving Damien a long glance over as he let his robe fall from his shoulders.
"Just getting Ladonna squared away." He explained. "Cal would murder me if anything happened to his favorite harp."