...Has he ever really gotten to be just...lost in Acht's music before? He doesn't think so. There was always a test to complete, or an enemy to splat, or a world to save while they were performing.
Dancing to make up for lost time. There's a poem in that somewhere.
For now though, he closes his eyes and just lets himself move. If he's going to change his associations with this music, he's going to let it wash over him completely.]
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...Has he ever really gotten to be just...lost in Acht's music before? He doesn't think so. There was always a test to complete, or an enemy to splat, or a world to save while they were performing.
Dancing to make up for lost time. There's a poem in that somewhere.
For now though, he closes his eyes and just lets himself move. If he's going to change his associations with this music, he's going to let it wash over him completely.]