[ Merlin had always been a jack-of-all-trades but music was one of the things he really didn't understand. He liked it! But he didn't have a musical bone in his body. He just applauded artists who could entertain with it. ]
I'd like to hear you some day, [ he said with a small, rather private sort of smile, half amused, half charmed by that little bit of bashfulness that Dean had reserved for his craft of choice. ] Are you good?
[ Yes, he was digging for treasure but you don't get to be the king of a mountain of ass-monkeys if you're not capable of at least a little bit of manipulation. Dean seemed to to have a lot of standards in general, if he'd rate himself at least a decent, he probably was right about it. ]
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I'd like to hear you some day, [ he said with a small, rather private sort of smile, half amused, half charmed by that little bit of bashfulness that Dean had reserved for his craft of choice. ] Are you good?
[ Yes, he was digging for treasure but you don't get to be the king of a mountain of ass-monkeys if you're not capable of at least a little bit of manipulation. Dean seemed to to have a lot of standards in general, if he'd rate himself at least a decent, he probably was right about it. ]