Sinric frowns, unconvinced. He leans into Athelstan's touch and sings softly. because somehow singing was easier than words. He takes Athelstan's hand and massages it softly, working out the knots of many hours transcribing.
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Date: 2015-09-29 10:18 pm (UTC)Sinric frowns, unconvinced. He leans into Athelstan's touch and sings softly. because somehow singing was easier than words. He takes Athelstan's hand and massages it softly, working out the knots of many hours transcribing.