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My own reading level, huh? heh... To him, her face was an open book... Living alone for too long could do that. He... he on the other hand had lived with far too many families not to know his own emotions... I hope no one has to go through what I have ever again... He looked down. Being who he was, his entire being was covered in secrets, lies and shadows. He'd only been able to truly be him with Emilia, who was, though not the one he loved, his only real friend. Even now, with this girl, he didn't dare unveil himself just yet... if ever.
A slight click caught his attention, and he looked over to see the door bounce slightly outwards. Curious as to what she was doing, he moved fluidly over to the crack and peered in. He gazed admiringly at the piano... it wasn't the best craftsmanship, but whoever had made it had put their entire being into it. He could see that even from here.
He moved his gaze to Gella, watching her body carefully. what do these things mean to her? He wondered.

Gently sliding silently inside, Joshua stood, entranced by the music, and the sad feeling it brought him. The sounds brought back a memory from long ago, and his face finally opened after so long. He almost sniffed, remembering the scents and sounds of that day when he and Emilia had met. So long ago, it had been, but he recalled it now as if though it were only yesterday. A tear slowly seeped from his eye and slid down his cheek to his chin as the memory rode onward with the music.

Joshua smiled a little, nodding. "And it can create an entirely new vision for what may yet be." he knew what she was saying. He still carried his old ocarina on him, and was to it as she was to her piano. His own song still ran through his mind, reminding him always that tommorrow was still a mystery. she is the same as me... he realized suddenly. An outcast, a mystery, no one to care for but herself and, once, long ago, a friend.

((... you messed up the IP adress. but no, I don't mind))

Joshua blinked, hearing his own song played, and instinctively drew his ocarina from his pouch and began to play along, matching note for note. The combined sound of the woodwind and piano created a sort of aura, drawing him in deeper and deeper. where did her father learn this? he wondered. His eyes were closed and he rocked gently as his fingers played expertly over the ocarina.

Joshua let the last note hold for a time, then as it faded opened his eyes and looked at her. "... My mother used to use that song as a lullaby to put me to sleep. It was known only to the family and relatives of the Pope." he said with a frown. "Who are you really?"

Joshua frowned a little. "his... best friend?" He didn't really know about the popes relationship with other people. "I see... well, your father was right, though in an odd way." He smiled. "I don't know if I should be telling you this, but..." He coughed, feeling odd. "well... the Pope is... is my father." he muttered, blushing. for the first time in two years, he blushed.

Luna smiled "Yeah well at least you know who your dad was....I barley knew my dad..." she said & she looked away. "See he traveled a lot & one day when i was five....he just didn't come home..."She said calmly as she looked at the piano keys

Joshua snorted. "Knew my dad? you must be joking. The Pope is above human desires." He muttered angrily. "The moment I was born, my mother was killed and my father sent me out to an old country family. I was not allowed to come into the city while the pope still lived, on pain of death." He frowned. "I never knew his face... his voice... nothing." He sighed. "Though I am sorry about your father..."