*blows his bangs out of his eyes and tucks his pencil over his ear, returning his fingers to the keys and stroking them gently, soundlessly, while he considers tones and progression he can only hear in his head*
*quirks a mischievous little smirk and decides to wake up the quiet House, just for fun* *turns to you and puts a finger to his lips (shhh), knowing you'll recognize the look on his face*
*lets his hands hover over the board for a second before launching into something quite a bit more intense and fast-paced, a song he committed to memory a while back in order to challenge himself* *figures with the acoustics in the place (all those high ceilings and wide corridors), there'll be office minions peering out their doors on all sides*