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*Yrael wanders into the bar from the back corridor, dressed all in white. He carries with him his violin, and on a whim brought his recorder with him, as well. He makes his way to the comfortable chair on the left side of the fire and sits down, setting his recorder down on the table beside the chair. Placing the violin to his shoulder, he pauses a moment to decide what to play. He begins playing a light, lilting dance, the melody all glinting sunlight and new leaves, turning in a warm spring breeze.*

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She laughs, setting down her drink. "What, and you haven't been the one teaching Edielwiess those tricks?"

*Yrael sips his drink, looks over at Edielweiss and shakes his head.*

I have not been the one teaching to you to get food and drink from gulible humans, right?

*Edielweiss rubs up against his ear, purring an obvious affirmative.* Of course you have, silly. Don't you remember?

*Yrael looks amusedly put out.* Next thing to teach her is how to pretend something.

Svava snickers, and sips her drink.

*He chuckles.* I am sure she shall learn that just as fast as she has learned everything else.

Not that I have been teaching her, you understand.

"Oh, I understand." Svava nods, smiling innocently. "Quite fine, indeed."

*He grins over the top of his drink.* Just making sure, of course. Do not want any confusion.

"No confusion indeed." A chuckle, shaking her head, and she finishes her drink.

*he winks and finishes his drink, standing. He gently lifts the mostly-asleep calico from his shoulder, giving her his goodnights.*

I think I shall retire for the night, my friend. It grows late.

Edielwiess purrs, and nuzzles Yrael; Svava takes the sleepy kitty. "That sounds like quite a good idea. Time for some rest for myself, I think."

"Good night, Yrael. Sleep well."

And you. Good night, my friend.

*He smiles and bows to her, and then retires to the back corridor.*

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