It's ok, I figured that you were just busy (:
Terry gave a start when there was a body, then a voice next to him so suddenly. His fingers retracted from the keys like they'd been electrocuted just as Nicolas' fingers touched to them, playing perfectly, playing... perfectly. terry looked over at him, eyes wide, useless fingers clutched to his chest as he listened to Nicolas play for him.
"I can't play.." he murmured, swallowing slightly, looking down at his own hands. "Soul hasn't dimmed. It's gone. I can't play." he whispered, yearning to play.. wanting nothing more than to be able to set his fingers to those keys and help out the beautiful melody. Wanting nothing more than to lay his head on Nicolas' shoulder and have the cold being tell him that it was going to be alright. Though he knew it wouldn't. "Nicolas.." he let out, though it was more sigh than anything else. He knew the other tired of his foolishness and he didn't even know what he wanted of the Vampire anymore. Terry just knew that this pale, beautiful thing had what he wanted... what he needed. And he had to get it.