Arturo modestly, politely, linked his arm into hers as he flourished his violin and bow in the other, tucking the bow into a long pouch across his back and holding the violin with care.<br/><br/>"<span style="color: DarkSlateBlue">Oh yes I expect her to provide some visual stimulation for the audience, surely it will be splendid.</span>", he said as he took the first step, letting out a deep, nearly inaudible hum.<br/><br/>Obscura was like him, blind but seeing. He felt a sense of camaraderie with her, and in times of loneliness he felt more, though he could never voice such lewd desires. He smiled pleasantly, more for others to see as they walked buy, their eyes wrapped but their vision unrestrained.<br/><br/>"<span style="color: DarkSlateBlue">How are the crowds treating you? Any of them curious to find out the secrets of tomorrow?</span>", he said, proceeding to make light conversation as he guided both their steps towards the nearest refreshment cart.<br/><br/>____________________________<br/><br/>Once arrived he motioned for two glasses of water, giving Obscura the first, he thirsted for the second as he grabbed a seat for the lady before taking one of his own.<br/><br/>When he finally received his water he took a long and gratifying gulp, relishing the water as it coolly ran down his throat.<br/><br/>"<span style="color: DarkSlateBlue">How has your day been?</span>", he said, that pleasant smile never having left his face.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>