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It was both. Cerissé was glued to the instrument and it was only out of love (or Stockholm Syndrome) that she played it so much.

It was only when the song whirled itself to a stop, that she finally looked up towards Tristan again, looking as though she'd just had the greatest meeting with an old friend and she was thrilled. It was perhaps the strangest look on her face compared to the composed and refined persona she had at any given time.

Music was better than people.

"Thank you." she bowed her head lightly.

"Do you have any requests on whom you'd like me to send in next?"

She was going to send in Colette if he wasn't specific. Just to get him past it and on to better less flirty people.

She tilted her head the slightest bit at his statement. "Of course. I'd be happy to play for you again," though that may have been less about the audience in question and more that Cerissé absolutely adored playing her violin - more so when someone else got to appreciate just how lovely of an instrument it was.

The violin tucked against her side, she offered him the same sort of bow that the entire orchestra would have offered at the end of one of their performances.

"I'll send in Giselle, then. She's a sweet girl and will take some lovely pictures with you."

She didn't idle much longer for small talk as she made her way out of the room, practically glowing with joy. It was perhaps the best thing about any time with the violin - her lingering good mood afterwards.

Tristan would still have his hands full without her - but only after someone eventually sent him Colette. Overall, a fairly productive session.