Raine watched Eda look over their violin, and a wave of anxiety settled over their shoulders like a wet cloak of witch's wool. It should be comforting but. It was cold, and kind of hurt to wear. She seemed to take it well, but the question... It didn't help.

"Because, um. I just.. I couldn't think of a good time to do it."

Raine tried hard not to let it seem like they were stressed about it, but it was hard to hide that from Eda. They knew it was.

"He's been like that for so long and I.. wasn't exactly sure if it could be undone. Because if it can't, and he breaks I..know you can fix him, but.."

There was something else they wouldn't say- it was apparent by the way they'd tensed up, and the way they fidgeted with their hands.