As the little sin'dorei bird leaned into his own stance, Etheda bent forward as well, moving his hand to let his elbow rest over her shoulder instead, his fingers lightly grazing her back. His lips mouthed an 'Ooooh!' before he explained in a voice that was just barely loud enough to be an audible whisper, "<span style="color: Plum">Valuable to me, if you wish to be correct. Sentimentally so, but they would hardly fetch a coin.</span>"<br/><br/>His smile returned. Considering he'd just offered advice on it, he most certainly recognized the play for turning on the charm instead, but was more curious as to what she had in mind than he was desperate for his flutes. Yes, they were something akin to an emotional treasure to him, but he could always get them back later. Instead, he followed through with the girl's efforts, letting her 'woo' him into her grasp. And so, he said to her flirtatiously, "<span style="color: Plum">That depends, Miss,</span>" letting go of the violin and instead holding her by the wrist with it, "<span style="color: Plum">mostly upon what mood you're in at the moment.</span>"<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>