[Onni can feel, through the Bond, some of Reynir's anxiety, his anticipation, his worry. He can feel that hesitation, the worry about what Onni might think of this thing he's done, the music he's played for him. Swallowing hard, he watches as Reynir blurts out an explanation for it all. That he'd started to learn by lessons with Elliot and then Jaskier helping him, that he'd learned and practiced so he could do duets with Onni. That he'd kept it secret because he'd been bad at it at first and worried he would never get better. That he hadn't wanted to let Onni down.]

You wouldn't have let me down, even if you hadn't improved. And I'd like to play with you.

[For a moment, Onni watches, his throat still tight and his center twisted up in a way he isn't used to. He feels intensely emotional, overwhelmed with it, but there's not just bad feelings. Usually when he feels this overwhelmed with emotion like this, it's all bad, he struggles to hold it back, he struggles to keep it twisted up inside himself so no one can see how bad he's feeling. But this isn't like that. There's good feelings here, too. The nostalgia, happiness, gratitude.

Shaking his head, Onni swallows again and takes a few seconds to compose himself, taking careful breaths before he speaks.]

It's okay. I like it. I...I'm glad you learned it. It was good to hear.

[It's hard to express how he feels, hard to express all the huge things inside him, and he can only hope some of it is clearer because of the Bond.]