"I was playing a little bit, before I went t'the nursing home. Did you like it?" Rose said, a bit surprised, but of course pleased a child was expressing some interest in music, and Ivy nodded.
"I didn't listen that closely, because Baba and I were making our blanket fort, but it was pretty. Mama used to play piano, and she played the harp, the harp was her favourite, she said it was like weaving, and she was trying to teach me, but now Mama's harp is at Uncle Cooger's house." She didn't seem to mind Ishade's silent acknowledgement, and was perfectly happy to chatter on as she pleased, and, well, Dark nodded back at Ishade, but he was unaware it was part of a feud, because he was a quiet, introverted person, and not being forced to make small-talk was comfortable for him.
"I'd be glad to help teach you, if you'd like," Rose offered. She was curious about the mention of a mother, but dared not ask, not on the first night.
When Luka blessed the table and their meal, Ivy looked a bit bewildered, but accepted it. Afterwards, as they ate, Dark thanked Luka for cooking, and deeming he should, at some point, speak, he said, "I was unaware the house was so full of musicians. I had feared I would enter into a home of staunch puritans, who found such dalliances sinful." It was intended as a joke, but he spoke in an intensely serious tone, as if it were a genuine concern.