[Tumnus has been quiet over the journals save for the occasional response to a handful of people. However, the faun has not been doing nothing during his time here. no, he's been getting to know the lay of the land, as it were, and has been spending a good portion of his day outside the Keep walls rather than inside
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He'd been out jogging when he heard the music, and, naturally, he'd gotten curious. He walks up quietly, and pauses a bit a way, not wanting to disturb him.
The song is beautiful, if sad. He just wants to listen.]
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He continues to weave his song, playing for the plants and animals at the forest's edge. The tune is haunting and magical, but unless directly aimed at Bobby, he should not fall victim to its magic.
The song comes to its end and Tumnus lowers the pipes, glancing over at Bobby.]
Hello.
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The music keeps going, and Bobby tilts his head to listen, getting caught up on the melody. When the song ends, he straightens a bit, smiling at the greeting.]
Hi! That was really pretty.
You didn't mind me listening, did you?
[Bobby figures he probably would've stopped, if he had, but it doesn't hurt to check.]
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My many thanks, Son of Adam. I do not mind in the least, actually .. I rather enjoy an audience that seems receptive.
[And indeed he would have, should he have been actually bothered by it.]
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Son of Adam? That's a new one. Cool. And I'm glad! I would've hated to bother you, but I haven't really heard music like that before.
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Son of Adam, yes .. all male humans are Sons of Adam and the women, Daughters of Eve.
[At Bobby's admittance of never hearing music of that kind, Tumnus' ears perk and his head tilts slightly.]
Truthfully? Whatever do you listen to, then?
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[Bobby pauses, considering that.]
Well, some classical stuff might be similar? I've never heard just pipes like that, though. Usually the stuff I listen to is, um. Different. It has lyrics, for one.
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