[ He needs a moment to make himself speak. The first couple words come out rough and stunned. ]
You wrote -- you wrote that? For me?
[ No one had written him a song before. Or learned a whole new instrument just to play it to him. Lestat played liked he'd been practicing the pipa for years, despite only promising to learn it a few weeks past.
It wasn't... it wasn't impossible, but it was a feat. He didn't think even Lan Xichen and Lan Wangji, who were said to compose on the fly and could replicate a song after hearing it once, could pull off something like this.
The part of him still cut-up and barely scarred over from being so mislead by a loved one has him asking: ]
Did you really just learn it?
[ There's an edge to it, but the question is less an accusation and more a plea. ]
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You wrote -- you wrote that? For me?
[ No one had written him a song before. Or learned a whole new instrument just to play it to him. Lestat played liked he'd been practicing the pipa for years, despite only promising to learn it a few weeks past.
It wasn't... it wasn't impossible, but it was a feat. He didn't think even Lan Xichen and Lan Wangji, who were said to compose on the fly and could replicate a song after hearing it once, could pull off something like this.
The part of him still cut-up and barely scarred over from being so mislead by a loved one has him asking: ]
Did you really just learn it?
[ There's an edge to it, but the question is less an accusation and more a plea. ]