[If he ever encounters a Real Piano, he may have more questions. But until that day comes, here we are.]
[He looks at the nudging. He's not bothered by it, Leo seems nice. And Cole's not always great about personal boundaries himself.]
My name is Cole.
[Suddenly, time to sing? He said he'd sound really bad, not that he takes that as any kind of encouragement so much as a statement of fact. He doesn't exactly have much in the way of pride or ego to hurt.]
[So,]
Twinkle... twinkle?
[He's right, it's pretty bad. It sounds more like he's talking in a sorta of sing-song way, trying to imitate what singing sounds like. He's trying.]
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[He looks at the nudging. He's not bothered by it, Leo seems nice. And Cole's not always great about personal boundaries himself.]
My name is Cole.
[Suddenly, time to sing? He said he'd sound really bad, not that he takes that as any kind of encouragement so much as a statement of fact. He doesn't exactly have much in the way of pride or ego to hurt.]
[So,]
Twinkle... twinkle?
[He's right, it's pretty bad. It sounds more like he's talking in a sorta of sing-song way, trying to imitate what singing sounds like. He's trying.]