â€œOf course I like it, now come here, I want you to play the beats for meâ€¦â€ there was a break in his speech where Seb blushed, faintly, but it was still a blush. â€œI would like for you to play with me at the YSMSâ€¦â€ He was sitting at his computer chair as he looked up to Niko with emerald eyes. Sebastian had never had help before, but, music was his passion, and this was a piece that was well deserving full attention. Smiling softly he gulped, â€œItâ€™s okay if you say no, but at least consider it, since I saw you walking with your inventorâ€™s glove, I figured something like this would be easy for you to pick up on.â€ He looked down at the mixer board and messed with one of the many dials as he swiveled his chair slowly.