Come on, baby, breathe, breathe - look, Mama's got milk for you finally, don't you want to try it - BREATHE -
"Yes." She sweeps the torn-off flakes of her plate edge onto the mostly-intact main body. "Paper's pretty cheap here."
Plates go in a large open bin and then the three of them can go back towards the nursery and into a room painted pastel purple with two tables pushed together in the middle. Thekla de-cabinets a long box with realistic images of a smiling family clustered around an instrument on it, then de-boxes the instrument.
It's piano-like, in that it has white and black keys. They're in four rows of hexagons, with the first and third rows repeating three white three black and the second and fourth four white two black. There's no space built in for resonance; the entire thing is less than double the size of the keyboard. Thekla manipulates something on the side with her fingernail and part of it lights up.
The first thing she notices is that the keys on alternating rows are connected underneath; when she plays the middle black note on the bottom row, the equivalent one on the third row depresses too, and vice versa. It sounds... kind of like a piano, but not really. Certainly much less so than the one in the sanctuary did.
But if she follows the three white keys on an odd row and then steps to the four white ones on an even one (and then down or up for the final do), that's a major scale! (And in fact if she plays that same pattern starting from anywhere it still is, regardless of color.)
The key width difference and unusual vertical element mess up her muscle memory a little bit but other than that it's really not hard, at least while only aiming for a one-note-at-a-time melody.
Oh, it's like when she started playing as a kid and her hands got bigger. Her hands have got bigger again, after a fashion. And also it's gone and crossed itself with an organ. Can she get some Bach happening once she's done a few practice tunes?
Sure. She used to be more nervous about handing Catherine off but she did a lot of it on the boat.
There are padded benches around the perimeter of the room; Thekla sits with Catherine on one. She doesn't seem particularly baby-enthralled though she does occasionally wiggle her fingers at her.
Thekla's fine with this to the extent that Rebecca is. Does rocking calm her down at all?