“ that sounds like a much * better plan , my love . keep to that , i like it that way ! “

“ im saying otherwise , “

a matching shrug. she can match the energy here. but that smile betrays everything.

tapping fingers against her own arm, staring in a tense silence for a moment. shes actually thinking about it though! so he gets a slight benefit.

“ mh . . i see . how long do you think the notes will pacify me ? “

UHG !

“ and that note would say what , my dearest ? “

nose scrunching, arching a questioning brow.

“ well, at least wake me up * before you sneak out! though i suppose that doesnt make it sneaking . . alerting , perhaps ? “

blink… well, she is impressed. but she really does not want to admit that.

lips pressed in a thin line, giving a rather ‘ disapproving wife ‘ look.

fingertips tap against each other- making little tippy tappies, not wanting to full on clap and interrupt the beautiful playing.

“ you— “

a breath, relatively composed. how could she not be?

“ how did you manage to slip out of bed so quiet ! “