It really is... [Luke doesn't seem all that bothered, either. He stands up, a bowl of strawberries in hand as he wanders over to the piano. He stands before it, just. Examining it for a moment. This is suspicious. This might be a trap.
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But he doesn't seem to care much, as he sits down at the bench and sets the strawberries beside him. He tries out a few practice notes, and he can't help shutting his eyes. Wow, the tuning of this piano is even better than the one at Seventh Heaven...
He glances back at Asch. There's a... small memory, from before, when they were brothers. Maybe... Maybe Asch will remember.
So, Luke looks forward, takes in a breath, and begins to play a song.]
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But he doesn't seem to care much, as he sits down at the bench and sets the strawberries beside him. He tries out a few practice notes, and he can't help shutting his eyes. Wow, the tuning of this piano is even better than the one at Seventh Heaven...
He glances back at Asch. There's a... small memory, from before, when they were brothers. Maybe... Maybe Asch will remember.
So, Luke looks forward, takes in a breath, and begins to play a song.]