— Oh. I didn't know she could do that, or anything about any of that ... I've spoken with her, I think once. Huh.

( he could think of his own methods to help her — she's family by extension of jin ling, after all, and harry is never one to shy away from offering a helping hand. but. for the time being, the idea of shutting his brain off seems more appealing than any words could ever say, and that sizhui is offering it is a kindness he isn't yes used to.

he perks up at the mention of songs, peeling away but keeping his hands warm on top of sizhui's shoulders. harry tilts his head, curiously. )

I didn't know you were a musician. ( and, a little sheepishly, ) To be honest, I don't even know what a guqin is. I'd love if you could show me, though.

( he will figure out cuddling around it, no problem. )