[Sei listens for Will to relax, and smiles faintly when he does. He can't manipulate reality here, but he shouldn't have to. He hums along the melody, weaving one between the music and--the sounds of the room. The clink of glasses. The low murmuring of the crowd. The thump and beat of feet on the dancefloor. Even the thuds and grunts from the wrestling. They all mingle together, in and out, in an entirely different sound. Chaotic and warm, as humans are.]
...Do you hear it?
[He knows he can without trying. He wants to know if Will can relax enough to hear it, too. Consider it a test if you're worth continuing to talk to.]
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...Do you hear it?
[He knows he can without trying. He wants to know if Will can relax enough to hear it, too. Consider it a test if you're worth continuing to talk to.]