It seems she had good taste.

[Dohalim gives Red Wine a fond smile before looking back down at his violin. feeling the instrument under his fingers was so familiar to him, as if he hadn't kept it locked away for years. it almost seems like yesterday that he'd picked it up, feeling the bow glide effortlessly against the violin strings, hearing the notes flow freely]

I would love for you to play more for me, if you don't mind. It deserves to be played more, and I'm not sure I have the heart to play it again.