*Still caught up in his emotions, the sound the cello bow makes on the guitar fills Kurapika with a wistful longing, its sobering cry calming the palpitations of his heart. He comes back down to earth, the colours of his eyes fading together with the sound of the guitar as Melody alerts him to a potential threat.
At first he hears nothing, even as Melody looks around in surprise, clearly able to hear something he can't. It takes a while before he does hear it - steps from dozens of shoes and the chattering drone of several dozen voices, moving slowly but surely towards the door.
His chain rattles defensively, readying itself for whatever is coming towards them.*
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At first he hears nothing, even as Melody looks around in surprise, clearly able to hear something he can't. It takes a while before he does hear it - steps from dozens of shoes and the chattering drone of several dozen voices, moving slowly but surely towards the door.
His chain rattles defensively, readying itself for whatever is coming towards them.*