He signs her thing. She goes off to get it documented so she can cheat at politics. He settles back against the biting harp. "Next week, that's sooner than we'd have managed to save up for it."

"Yeah, it was gonna take ages."

"Well, now it won't. You could still do the dishes thing for spending money."

"Then I could spend money! What a concept. Maybe I will collect embroidered musical instruments besides myself."

"Ah, yes, I'll have to weather the hit to my embroidered instruments collection."

"Maybe I will do it differently, maybe I will dangle piccolos in magics till they turn into cats and pots and armchairs and have those."

"Gosh." Kiss?

Ooh kiss!

She's so pretty. "You're sure you're okay -"

"Apart from my vicious harp-bite..."

"Not what I meant." Kiss kiss.

Kisses!

Kisses! He unties the back of her shirt. "If you wanted a break or something it'd be okay -"

"Is this, like, kinky teasing behavior in an unfamiliar accent, does that mean you would like it if I begged or that you're going to stop in the middle just to be extra frustrating?"

"Extra frustrating? Am I already being frustrating?"

"Little bit."

"Sorry. I'll stop that."

He stops being frustrating. 

Oh good!

Yes!

She is a multipurpose embroidered musical instrument and she is good at all her purposes.

And she's happy. That's important. He doesn't really get the sense she believes him that he'd stop if she weren't, but, well, she is. And she'll be free in a few weeks anyway. 

"You're lovely."

Preen. "Thank you."

"When you're free I'll have to lure you here with the musical instruments."

"They are lovely musical instruments! Even the biting harp is charming in its way."

"I'm very attached to it. Even when it's not currently biting me."