[Memory and all that... He presses a few keys testingly, and it forms a chord that's not so bad. So he'll just help himself to sitting on the bench that's been brought back over.]
It feels more familiar than most things, and not as familiar as others. Why don't we see? [And after some strangely nostalgic staring at the piano keys that lasts only a few seconds, he starts playing a song. Some romantic, slow one with occasional flourishes seems to come to him as easily as ever.
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[Memory and all that... He presses a few keys testingly, and it forms a chord that's not so bad. So he'll just help himself to sitting on the bench that's been brought back over.]
It feels more familiar than most things, and not as familiar as others. Why don't we see? [And after some strangely nostalgic staring at the piano keys that lasts only a few seconds, he starts playing a song. Some romantic, slow one with occasional flourishes seems to come to him as easily as ever.
Guess he does know a little!]