[ He doesn't get much progress done on his work while he sits in as the audience, smiling to himself as he sways his knees to the jaunty tune. There's an insistence to Spock's playing which demands all of Jim's attention, and eventually he lays the PADD at his side and folds his arms as he slouches, head tilted to listen. ]
Did you make that here yourself? [ — asked once the piece draws to a close. ]
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Did you make that here yourself? [ — asked once the piece draws to a close. ]