"I will sing to him," Mal says softly. "Signal me if you need me to stop. There will be more water to add to the bath should we need it."
Mal settles kneeling at the edge of the bath, his fingers trail the cold water as he picks an old ballad of lovers who defy the gods to be together. There is some quality to his voice that wraps around the Duke. In Mal's mind it is a soothing mist, easing tension from the Duke's mind, making him more relaxed and open to suggestion.
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Date: 2018-06-07 06:31 pm (UTC)Mal settles kneeling at the edge of the bath, his fingers trail the cold water as he picks an old ballad of lovers who defy the gods to be together. There is some quality to his voice that wraps around the Duke. In Mal's mind it is a soothing mist, easing tension from the Duke's mind, making him more relaxed and open to suggestion.