"Yeah."

Annie will go flop on the mattress.

And then Lucette can go underneath the mattress and kick at it till she's too tired to continue.

"I seem fine."

Lucette is a bit unsteady when she gets out from under the bed.

"Well, the last one we can try here is music, then. There's a sitting room with a piano I practice on, we can try, and I suppose I can attempt to sing as well, should that prove necessary."

"Okay. Are you all right?"

"Yes, just tired - I don't typically have much cause for kicking people from underneath my bed."

"I suppose it does seem like it would be an irregular pastime."

Piano.

Lucette is reasonably skilled at this, not that Annie can hear.

Nobody else can hear it either! Over the screaming!

Lucette stops playing and runs over to hug Annie.

Shiver. Lean.

Lucette can also rub Annie's shoulder in case that will help.

Annie is certainly not going to object.

"I suppose it's music then."

"I guess so. Inconvenient but not impossible to avoid most of the time."

"Do you have any idea whether blocking your ears would help?"

"...I really doubt that it would because I can't in fact hear the piano."

"That makes sense."

"Would you miss playing it much, should we figure out the range so I can just go out of it when you want to practice? Or anyone else who plays."

"I will not particularly miss it, and no one else here plays. On the rare occasions when my grandfather hosts events with live music, we may want to relocate to the guest house, I suppose? Judging by my notes on the incident in the carriage, I believe that will be more than far enough."

"Okay. Thank you."

"... I'm aware that this is probably unnecessary given the target of our prior activity, but I'm sorry for hurting you."

"I appreciate the thought even though it was as you say not really necessary."

Hug.

Hug!