[Perking up at the invitation, he switches seats to be beside Verso, close but not enough to get in the way of his playing.] You know I'm going to expect this to be a regular thing from now on.

[Unable to help himself, his gaze is divided between watching Verso's fingers glide over the keys, sending beautiful notes up to their ears, and between watching his face to gauge his expression.

One brow raises at the comparison to his beloved siblings, but it's met with an appreciative and warm if sad smile.] I do, huh... It's only natural you'd wish to be together with your family. [So he shakes his head, trying to ease some of the guilt Verso may feel for that desire.] The longer you go without seeing those you care for, the stronger the desire becomes. It doesn't get any easier, despite the circumstances being less than ideal. [Just like despite everything, he still wishes he could see Mikhail again. To try to fix the gulf between them, get him to understand, even if it's impossible.]

...but you're not alone, here.