[ Verso catches the movement out of the corner of his eye. He does almost stop playing until he sees she's dancing. It tugs at old memories that are and aren't his. This song is, perhaps, more than the two of them. Too many layers set upon each other to separate the "ownership" if there is any. (Perhaps, there is but the author is dead.)
The music ends. The notes hang peacefully (painfully) in the air as he slides his hands away from the keys. He flexes his fingers a few times before he rises from the seat. As he does, the piano vanishes before he would unceremoniously slam his knees into object.
He hasn't seen her in sixteen years. His head tilts away as he thinks that isn't quite true. There are remnants of her that he's attempted to speak to, but those remnants don't desire to speak to him. Not that he can blame them.
His head tilts toward the floor before he sets to walk towards her. He wonders how Renoir would feel if he saw Clea. The complicated feelings he has remain as they are, but he supposes he did cruel things to her (their? no, not their) sister. Not that she ever knew how calculated his machinations were, but either way, it doesn't change what he'd done. ]
I didn't think I'd see you again.
[ He decides to start with that before any other greeting he could give. ]
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The music ends. The notes hang peacefully (painfully) in the air as he slides his hands away from the keys. He flexes his fingers a few times before he rises from the seat. As he does, the piano vanishes before he would unceremoniously slam his knees into object.
He hasn't seen her in sixteen years. His head tilts away as he thinks that isn't quite true. There are remnants of her that he's attempted to speak to, but those remnants don't desire to speak to him. Not that he can blame them.
His head tilts toward the floor before he sets to walk towards her. He wonders how Renoir would feel if he saw Clea. The complicated feelings he has remain as they are, but he supposes he did cruel things to her (their? no, not their) sister. Not that she ever knew how calculated his machinations were, but either way, it doesn't change what he'd done. ]
I didn't think I'd see you again.
[ He decides to start with that before any other greeting he could give. ]