Christine was just about to continue her practice when the music he was playing began to overwhelm her. She knew. She could just tell it was Erik's tune. Erik wrote that. And it made her entire body feel like it was alight in the most delightful way. She should do as she was planning on, dance, but for now Christine found it impossible with her thoughts entirely occupied. Erik consumed her normally but when it came to moments like this, his music, and so unexpectedly it hit her more. She felt like she would be unable to move until the piece was over as she tried to take it all in. But his eyes were on her and she felt guilty for staring.
"Erik wrote that," she went on to say as she took a few steps towards the piano. It was not a question, nor was she informing him of that as he no doubt knew it was. It was more her thinking out loud.
Oh how beautiful it was. She could already see just how she could move to this tune and yet she would need a proper push to do so. It had to run through her first and then she would be able to step back. For now, it was too overwhelming to focus on dance moves. Perhaps Erik wanted this for her. It would not surprise Christine to think he had planned this. A song he wanted her to hear. To dance to for him. And if that were true then she would most certainly dance. Soon anyway.