sweet whispers of music flooded the ship, a dreamlike lull enough to entrance anyone. despite his callous ruthlessness, the solace that knives found in allowing his fingertips to dance along the piano keys was unmatched. it reminded him of home, a cruel place that never existed for plants like himself. even now, he was intimidating. he didn't stop as he heard footsteps pad the halls, merely sighing as they seemed to approach. "you're awake." a smile threatens to settle on his lips