[The hand pushing at Verso's back turns to gently guide him closer to his gift, making sure he doesn't try to back away. Though the whole time, Vanitas is wearing a content smile.]

It's alright. [However he planned on finishing that sentence, he wants it to be known that all is well. No need for hesitation or repayment, nothing to hold him back should the urge strike him.

Once Verso is sitting, he too takes a seat nearby on the bed, gloved hands clasping on his knees as he leans forward to listen. His feline ears flick with interest as the notes fill the room, and his eyes widen slightly to hear Verso talk of his family. It turns his features soft and smile warmer.] I can see how it'd suit a harp. [Without realizing it, he starts saying in time to the music, tail following in time.] It does suit your talents well. I'm glad she bequeathed it to you. [At least, that's the impression he gets.]

It's a beautiful piece... Thank you for sharing it with me.