"Watch closely. I'll only show you once," Javier hums, but the two of you know it's a flat out lie. For you, he would play the same song until his fingers ran raw.

The swamps of Shady Belle are certainly humid even at night, but it doesn't make him falter in the slightest. Rough fingers move delicately over the strings, with a gentleness you'd never think was possible after seeing him with a gun, or with his knife he uses so dearly.

With some short humming under his breath, he strums the strings of the guitar - occasionally glancing up at you to make sure you're not completely zoned out on the song. It's fun, for you and him.. since he gets to spend time with you and continue his hobby, and you get to spend time with him, and learn about his hobby.

Once finished, he glances up at you from the sitting position on a stair of the houses porch, where you sit beside him.

"Did you pick any of it up?" Seeing your almost sheepish expression, he knows you've zoned out through it.

"Mierda.. you want me to play it again? Because I can."