[He takes the clarification and dwells on it for a moment, gaze flickering away to the fire aa a spark alights over the pile of wood and disappears as quick as it came.]
That's the power of music, I think. No matter where you come from, what language its in...sometimes there's things that you always can understand.
[Something universal, perhaps, sitting within the voice of a single individual. He only manages to catch the movement of Kaspar's hand, and he doesn't stop it, only something bittersweet crossing his eyes as they narrow with a light smile.]
[Ah, you, you're reaching for something that's probably not there.]
[Regardles of his own thoughts, he lets out a hum, head tilting to knock against Kaspar's shoulder.]
Sure. If you want to explain it, I don't mind at all.
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[He takes the clarification and dwells on it for a moment, gaze flickering away to the fire aa a spark alights over the pile of wood and disappears as quick as it came.]
That's the power of music, I think. No matter where you come from, what language its in...sometimes there's things that you always can understand.
[Something universal, perhaps, sitting within the voice of a single individual. He only manages to catch the movement of Kaspar's hand, and he doesn't stop it, only something bittersweet crossing his eyes as they narrow with a light smile.]
[Ah, you, you're reaching for something that's probably not there.]
[Regardles of his own thoughts, he lets out a hum, head tilting to knock against Kaspar's shoulder.]
Sure. If you want to explain it, I don't mind at all.