[Mikleo accepts the buds, squinting at them for a moment before lifting them to his ears to imitate the way Maglor had been wearing them. He listens for a bit, eyes widening, before offering them back again.]
It's... definitely a different sort of style than what I'm used to.
But I find the "beat" to be quite infectious, even if the lyrics do not always make sense. I can see why Lady Misty likes them so - they really do make you want to dance.
[Mikleo's expression shifts, first to confusion, then an awkward realization; it's been months since then, not just the ones that have passed since the cause of their conflict, but those passed during his trip home. So much else has happened that it'd been almost too easy to just ignore it and carry on like normal- albeit more quietly, since they haven't really talked about it.
Looks like it's time.]
You did apologize... but I didn't accept it. It wasn't the kind of apology I wanted.
Well, fine. Then check with me first if you get any bright ideas. And for the record, that doesn't mean I'd object to you protecting others, or... or killing to save someone, either, if there wasn't another way.
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It's... definitely a different sort of style than what I'm used to.
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But I find the "beat" to be quite infectious, even if the lyrics do not always make sense. I can see why Lady Misty likes them so - they really do make you want to dance.
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It's an infectious rhtyhm. It reminds me of a good pub song, maybe, one to get your toes tapping.
[ He looks at Mikleo and sobers ]
I never apologised to you. I wanted to wait until you were less angry, and then you and the others slept....
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Looks like it's time.]
You did apologize... but I didn't accept it. It wasn't the kind of apology I wanted.
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Let us hope it never has to come to that again.
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[ He fiddles with the walkman shyly ]
I suppose that means I should 'turn it down', hm?
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And ... if you wish to borrow it, Mikleo, you have but to ask.
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[He wouldn't be caught dead singing and dancing in the hallway, and it's not exactly his music style, but the novelty of it is kind of fun.]
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