His expression softens after Lioriley wipes the smudge off his cheek, a little embarrassed but as always, a fool for her touch.

“A song?” he repeats, surprised. He doesn’t think he has ever heard Lioriley sing before. Still, he sees no reason to object to her odd request, although he’s a little preoccupied at the moment.

“I will need a moment to, ah, pack away my work, but then I will be ready for you.”