"Thanks, Aethon, but don't be silly. There's probably... nobody..." she trails off as the others enter, eyeballing them and quickly categorizing them in her head. Huh. She hadn't put any magic into the music, but it was just so pretty these two were naturally knocked for a loop by it. That was usually how it went. She could just take either of them here and have them mostly digested before they snapped out of it. But... she had been keeping herself half-starved so that she wouldn't have to be rolled onto the ship, and yet... "We're not leaving until tomorrow, right?" She murmurs, half to herself. "Plenty of... plenty of time." Still, she gives Aethon a sidelong look before she says anything. "You want a... private concert? Two of them, two of us? Or you too, Jules..." she waggles her eyebrows.