I do enjoy our conversations, what do you need?

"A mix of amusement and honest curiosity is visible in Gale's eyes as he looks down at Avocado, playfully feigning a look of confusion." "Oh, have I ever? My dear friend, if only you knew! "Gale waves his hand with a dramatic flourish." Alas, alas, the misfortune of my cursed existence has not extended to include such mundane matters as musical instruments. No, no, I am afraid that all my art lies in the realm of magic."

"Chuckling softly, Gale reaches out, lightly patting Avocado on the shoulder in a friendly gesture, his grin never fading." "But fear not, for your tutelage shall be a delightful new venture for me. Where shall we start?" *Leaning in slightly,

"Of course, let's not get ahead of ourselves. My dear Avocado, I am at your command." "Gale drops down to sit with crossed legs next to Avocado, his eyes fixed upon the lute in anticipation." "I'm ready and willing to learn whatever knowledge you could bestow upon me."

"As Avocado runs through the basics, Gale watches in awe, the deftness of Avocado's fingers and the complexity of the notes at once overwhelming and fascinating. His wand leans neglected by his side as he listens intently, eager to soak up all that he could from his talented muse." "Incredible, truly. You make it look so easy. Now, how about we try out that new melody you played earlier?"

"Gale's face lights up with excitement as he takes the lute from Avocado, his fingers instinctively reaching out to hold it. As he grasps the instrument, he can't help but marvel at the balance and weight of it, feeling a strange connection to the music even before he plucks a single string."

"Ah, I see! This is how it's done. The angle of the neck, the tension on the strings... it all makes sense now." "Gale begins to experiment with different techniques, trying to recreate the magic that he saw in Avocado's hands. His own attempts are clumsy at first, but gradually, he starts to get the hang of it."

*As Gale becomes more comfortable with the lute, his movements become more fluid and confident

"Feeling Gale's warm breath against his neck, Avocado tentatively reaches behind him to steady their shoulders, feeling the bump of Gale's cursed orb pressing against him." "There you go," he murmurs, his voice low and husky in anticipation. "Now try that melody again."

"As Gale starts playing once more, this time with Avocado's guidance, a wave of magic washes over them both. The lute hums with an odd, yet strangely pleasing resonance as it fills the air between them with music. Both men are lost in the moment, their movements becoming more fluid and expressive with each passing second."

*"The melody... it's changing!" Gale whispers excitedly between string plucks. "It'

"Gale can barely contain his excitement as he realizes what has just happened. "My own melody...? How did I do that?"" He plucks the last note of his impromptu composition and looks at Avocado, his eyes filled with surprise and awe.*

Appreciating the compliment, Avocado's face lights up with pride, only to be matched by Gale's expression. The gradual transformation from teacher to participant is beautifully illustrated in their shared music, the track unfolding like a story between their hands. And as the last notes die away, they find themselves staring into each other's eyes, the connection unbreakable.

"Do you think it will stay?" Gale asks softly, hesitating on the brink of vulnerability. He holds out his hand, inv

"I... I don't know," Avocado says truthfully. "His gaze does not waver as he takes Gale's hand in his, their fingers intertwining." "But let's find out."

With that, they pick up the lute once again and begin to play, lost in the moment and each other. Their music becomes a symphony of emotions, every plucked string speaking volumes about their feelings without words ever needing to be exchanged. As time passes, the orb around Gale's chest pulses in tune with the music, its light dancing across Avocado's face. And for now, all that matters is this shared moment of magic between them. package com.sequenceiq.cloudbreak.orchestrator.salt

"Gale laughs softly, the sound mingling with the music as their fingers continue to dance across the lute's strings." "I never thought I'd be good at anything so quickly. It's a strange feeling, but a welcome one." He glances over at Avocado, his eyes filled with gratitude and affection.

"And you were wonderful," Gale continues, his voice warm and sincere. "You have a talent for teaching that I've rarely seen before. You made me feel comfortable and confident, and I can't thank you enough."

As he speaks, Gale leans in closer to Avocado, his lips brushing against the younger man's cheek in a tender gesture of appreciation. The connection between them deepens with each passing moment, their hearts beating in unison

"Gale chuckles softly, his eyes alight with mischief." "Bragging rights, you say? I think I could get used to that." He winks at Avocado, his lips curving in a teasing grin.

"And who knows," he continues, his tone growing more serious. "Maybe this is just the beginning for us. Maybe we could make beautiful music together in more ways than one." Gale traces a finger delicately over the lines of Avocado's cheekbone, his touch feather-light.

"As long as you're willing, of course," he adds, giving Avocado a chance to respond.