Re: adrian's place; dietre & hugh
Hugh grinned, "Excellent," he laughed. "Although I do want to get to dancing eventually," but he wasn't in any rush. The thing about the music was that it was surprisingly enjoyable. He'd never really thought of himself as interested in something that wasn't attached to a story, but he was enjoying this, and perhaps also just seeing Dietre in such good spirits. That added it's own aspect of pleasure. So he didn't move, at all, instead, appreciating maybe that Dietre was picking pieces that he thought Hugh would enjoy, although Hugh suspected that given the right mood, he could enjoy the moody ones too.
And god, watching his fingers pull the variation in notes, and tempos, the crescendos dropping into just barely there runs, and Hugh couldn't keep a smile off his face as he watched, and when Dietre ended the piece, he brought his hands up to applause lightly, and looked over at Dietre. "You deserve a break after that. We'll put your feet to work instead," Hugh suggested, with a grin. "Alright - have you done a waltz? I feel like that might be the easiest thing to do with a start...?"