He felt his heart swell again. "There is one I sing and play for." But it was not her, it was his darling Eurydice. He looked down at his hands which Aloysia had, and he quietly pulled them away. "I should go," he couldn't be here, not with her. He should have sensed she had other intentions to pine after him in her man-eating trap, but he just suddenly felt guilty for leaving Eurydice alone.