[it's only as recognizable as it would be were it at the forefront of Jim's mind in playing. as it stands, Blue once again lets himself get wrapped up in all those layers that the performance, his posture relaxing a bit more as he's eased by it all.
he shifts a little closer, but not so close as to disrupt the performance, resting his weight on the arm closest to Jim, settling into that same contemplative, immersed trace as before. a small smile plays on his features as he paints his own notions of what those words mean alongside what Jim's already got in mind; this song seems...closer to Jim's heart than the other, he thinks.
after a bit of quiet settles in from the end of the song, Blue's head tilts to gently settle against Jim's shoulder.]
It'd be nice...if you could see how that music looks...in a psionic sense... But it's already so lovely as it is.
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he shifts a little closer, but not so close as to disrupt the performance, resting his weight on the arm closest to Jim, settling into that same contemplative, immersed trace as before. a small smile plays on his features as he paints his own notions of what those words mean alongside what Jim's already got in mind; this song seems...closer to Jim's heart than the other, he thinks.
after a bit of quiet settles in from the end of the song, Blue's head tilts to gently settle against Jim's shoulder.]
It'd be nice...if you could see how that music looks...in a psionic sense... But it's already so lovely as it is.