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[weneedasign]

 [There's the sound of a guitar coming from the amphitheater early in the morning. It's nothing special, just a few simple chords to warm-up being done over and over again with the occasional pause.

For those that plan to investigate they'll find Enjolras sitting in one of the first rows playing. By his side is a notebook, the page covered in words that have been furiously crossed out and a letter beneath it.

He's not exactly in the mood for company or to talk, but he won't turn anyone away if they want so feel free to come bother him.]

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[pyrkagia]

Some of us could do to learn from them, though. We should all try to at least be a little more vigorous in times like these.

[She shakes her head - she knows, at least, that something's bugging him. Enjolras doesn't usually play music - except in his acapella group with Natalie, really.]

Not particularly. What's on yours?

Someone needs to tell him he's actually in an acapella group.

[weneedasign]

We could all learn a lot from one another.

[Each pantheon brought something new to the table, after all.

He frowns, plucking at the strings.]

It's nothing, really.

IT'S OK ENJOLRAS YOU'RE ACA-AWESOME

[pyrkagia]

[Dany knows that look, and she's not going to stand for it. He got her to talk last time she was upset - when she tried to skip town to go on a wild goose chase for her dragons. Now it's her turn. She reaches out, putting a hand sternly on the arm strumming the strings, looking up at him.]

Enjolras. I know it's so much more than 'nothing'. You trust me, am I right?

[weneedasign]

[There's a small sigh as he looks at her, frown deepening.]

Of course I trust you. Have I given you reason that I don't?

[pyrkagia]

No, you haven't.

[She shakes her head a little, pushing some hair out of her face.]

Which is why you should tell me what's on your mind.

[weneedasign]

It's nothing.

[He's insistent but... He sighs, and then pulls the letter out from his notebook holding to her. It was the one Lamarque had sent before his death.]

Someone mentioned Melinoe to me, I suppose it brought up some memories I didn't particularly want to deal with.

[pyrkagia]

[She touches the letter with light fingers, looking down at it. She knows how important Lamarque was to Enjolras - how stirred she was when Rhaegar reappeared to her. How stirred he must have been in October, as well.]

He hasn't...reappeared, has he?

[weneedasign]

If he had I would have told you and everyone else. I don't think any of us want a repeat of that.

[October had been miserable.]

[pyrkagia]

Dear gods, no.

[She shakes his head - she's right there with him on that.]

What were you playing before?

[weneedasign]

Nothing, really. Just warm ups.

[He's grateful for the change in subject.]

[pyrkagia]

Show them to me again?

[If anything, maybe this will help to de-stress him.]

[weneedasign]

[He looks at her, but then nods beginning the scales from the beginning.

It does help. It's something to focus on, something repetitive. And her presence helps a bit more.]

[pyrkagia]

[She watches his hands go through the motions of the scales, his fingers moving effortlessly. It must be part of his genes, the way his fingers move so nimbly in such a different way than her own.]

You're getting much better.