Jon squeezes his hand back, and before he can go to speak, Jon lifts his brows, following Martin's attention to the piano. There's a moment where those gears turn in his head, before his smile softens from all that delight to something smaller, but playful and so very excited.
"I think they just might. Would you like me to ask?"
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"I think they just might. Would you like me to ask?"