[ ahaha. there's a look of understanding here -- a moment where his more boisterous expression makes way for something that's quietly fond.

before his energy spikes back up as he bounces over at the invitation, placing the sheets of music aside for a moment to run his hands over the keys. ]

Riiiight! Correct! 'Course I play -- didn't I tell you? I'm an idol and composer. Both those things might fight it out sometimes, but no matter the name, it's all music through my veins. ♪ [ he did not tell her. ] I guess you're kinda the same? Like when we met, you showed that fish what's what... You sure are gentler at the keys, wahaha!

[ admittedly, leo is not very sensitive to the ladies. or, um, with most of his words. and no one asked for this rant, but he's giving it anyway. ]

But that's why it's so good, right? You don't gotta think too much about the stuff around you or the things you are if you're playing. It's just the music -- the next note [ a hand on the keys, playing a simple, little phrase as he says this ] and the next note and the next note, and what those pretty sounds are saying in the moment. It's fun, I love it!