Re: Quintella and Lancelot and Open
"I don't have many woodwinds. I'm not even sure I remember how to play some of them." She had, out of curiosity and boredom, played around with just about everythign at the family home once upon a time.
"Well, see, that's why it means so much," she said quietly. "You're not doing it just because they're mine and you like me." At least she really didn't think he was, or she'd not want him around her babies. They were among the few that she'd get brave for. She giggled softly. "No, he's still figuring out his sounds."
She blushed a little more deeply, her eyes on his chest as they moved around the floor. "Oh no, I'm not that unique," she murmured. "But I enjoy spending time with you too."