[She's pleased, privately, both that he knows it and that he's able to accompany her to easily. Towards the end of the final verse she places a gentle hand on his knee, offering a faint smile between words.
He understands, she knows, in a way that so few can.
It's been sweeps since she last sang but she still remembers the words, singing through to the end and allowing the last note to hang between them.]
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He understands, she knows, in a way that so few can.
It's been sweeps since she last sang but she still remembers the words, singing through to the end and allowing the last note to hang between them.]