[Newt's more nervous than he should be. Not just because Rosalind is here, but because there's a strong possibility that he's wrong. If this was how the event worked, someone would've realized it by now, wouldn't they? He's fallen into the trap of not thinking things through again. This was a stupid idea.
But, well. They're already here. He sits down on the couch next to her, hunched forward so he can get at the keyboard. He touches a finger to one of the keys, and gives it a second, even though he knows having to give it a second means it's a failure. He didn't have to give it a second with Rosalind.]
Hm. Nothing. Hold on.
[Pressing one key is not making music, so maybe...? He starts a song, playing the first minute or so to really give it a fair shot at working. When it doesn't, he stops abruptly, collapsing backward onto the couch with a huff.]
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[Newt's more nervous than he should be. Not just because Rosalind is here, but because there's a strong possibility that he's wrong. If this was how the event worked, someone would've realized it by now, wouldn't they? He's fallen into the trap of not thinking things through again. This was a stupid idea.
But, well. They're already here. He sits down on the couch next to her, hunched forward so he can get at the keyboard. He touches a finger to one of the keys, and gives it a second, even though he knows having to give it a second means it's a failure. He didn't have to give it a second with Rosalind.]
Hm. Nothing. Hold on.
[Pressing one key is not making music, so maybe...? He starts a song, playing the first minute or so to really give it a fair shot at working. When it doesn't, he stops abruptly, collapsing backward onto the couch with a huff.]
Nope. Didn't work even a little bit. Laaame.