[music generated from a machine hits differently than the stuff being played by the living, feeling person at one's side. it's still lovely, of course, but it doesn't have the same mesmerizing feeling that those personal little performances elicited. which is...probably a good thing, lest Blue just be glassy-eyed and enrapt the whole time. like a weirdo.
no, for now he can stay drawn in close against Jim while a few minutes of song plays out, stirring only a little when it transitions to something else entirely.
he lifts his head enough to peer through his bangs:] You compiled these...for me? [just to see if he liked them?]
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no, for now he can stay drawn in close against Jim while a few minutes of song plays out, stirring only a little when it transitions to something else entirely.
he lifts his head enough to peer through his bangs:] You compiled these...for me? [just to see if he liked them?]