When the song ends, she glances over in time to notice his eyes open just a crack.
"I didn't see it. Did you?" Not if his eyes were closed, he didn't. "I don't see it anywhere."
She's a little disappointed, but she doesn't let it show much. A butterfly like that one shouldn't be able to stay hidden long.
With a small smile, she reaches over and presses one of the saxophone's keys now that it won't interrupt his playing.
"Maybe I'm losing my mind." While she doesn't sound worked up about it, she also doesn't sound like she's totally dismissing the possibility. "Almost all of the memories are gone, so I guess I'm halfway there."
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"I didn't see it. Did you?" Not if his eyes were closed, he didn't. "I don't see it anywhere."
She's a little disappointed, but she doesn't let it show much. A butterfly like that one shouldn't be able to stay hidden long.
With a small smile, she reaches over and presses one of the saxophone's keys now that it won't interrupt his playing.
"Maybe I'm losing my mind." While she doesn't sound worked up about it, she also doesn't sound like she's totally dismissing the possibility. "Almost all of the memories are gone, so I guess I'm halfway there."