Third floor common room, Sunday evening

[future_sandworm]

While he had enjoyed the cruise more than he had expected, and eventually got used to being on a ship, Leto was happy to be back. He had considered writing one of those letters he could never send to his sister at home, but decided against it - they always made him melancholy and that wasn't what he wanted.

Instead, he brought the baliset to the common room, and after tuning the instrument he began to play a slow Caladan song, one that Gurney Hallek had once taught his father.

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[sorella-vecchia.livejournal.com]

"No one's at my level," Triela shook her head. Which she was almost certainly wrong about.

[future_sandworm]

"Underestimating one's enemies has been the downfall of many," Leto replied cheerfully.

[sorella-vecchia.livejournal.com]

Triela just smiled confidently. She never did that.

Cue exasperated eyerolling from the mun.

[future_sandworm]

Leto just smiled back, and then started playing again. Someone needed to teach this girl a lesson, clearly.

[sorella-vecchia.livejournal.com]

Triela leaned back and listened. He was pretty good with the thing, after all.