"Just tell me where to go to hear you sing and I'll be there to be with you. We sound... We sound good together." Nicolas never really described his own music as good. Hell, he preferred not to comment on how he sounded at all. But this was different. Had been different. Some time had passed now and he could still feel himself alive with it. It was the kind of music that was meant to end only to have passionate sex instead, but he supposed that wouldn't be happening.

"You're taken too, far as I know, so don't put it all on me." He took one of the cigarettes and laughed as he patted himself down for his lighter. "I was a bad influence, eh? Some things don't change." But other things had changed a lot.