H-291: Little Isle Manor House, Function Room
It takes her a few seconds.
“Oh, the shape! The straight side is for laps and the curves for sitting.”
She looks at Lia, seems genuinely curious, “why do you like the piano shape?”
She tilts her head, “Do you play?”
A brief expression of being caught will flit across her face before disappearing.
Speaking of unguarded moments.
“Ah I see. I assumed it was intentional. Mer Brownej mentioned that you had an instrument here somewhere…”