Itachi only barely heard her over the music. Oh, the piano. Such a beautiful thing...
But when she called him 'Professor' it pulled him out of his lulled state. "Yes. Yes..." It took him a second to rehash all the sounds she'd made at him while he was playing and translate them into words. He hit one note and let it die, one finger poised above the next.
"And Soul." He hit his last note and then looked at her thoughtfully. "A lot of soul."
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