She sighed in relief when he walked away, although she didn't like it when they laughed at her. It was like some awful nightmare where she was naked in Piccadilly Circus and everyone was laughing at her...except it was real. Blushing as she pulled her scraps tighter around her body, she watched as he went over to the keys, and it did indeed calm her down.<br/><br/>Music always had a calming effect on her. Beautiful music, at least, and this was no different. Her heart rate evened out a bit, and she stopped breathing like a mad woman. Tension drained slightly, and although Alistair still held her hair, she actually relaxed against him...watching Cyril play and imagining she was somewhere else...anywhere else.