[Honor]

Olivia watched as he went to his guitar and listened as he played. Like before she could feel the music flow through her. It was magical, filling her with it's rhythm. Her mouth hung open slightly and her eyes did not leave him. The music was sweet and happy. When he finished Olivia found it hard to speak for a moment.

"I-It was beautiful." She said after moment. "It makes me think of sunshine and lemonade and..." She hesitated before saying the rest, as if speaking the words might ruin the mood the music had created. "And love, and hope, and wanting to be loved." She bit her lip gently again, a nervous habit.