Elliott's just as happy for her as he is excited to see her play. So as she tunes her guitar, he settles in to watch her and smiles along to the songs he knows through her warm-up. He's not surprised she has a nice singing voice, but it's a pleasant reveal all the same.

But the warm-ups are nothing compared to her actual performance. The way the music takes her and the language washes over him, mostly foreign but for the passion they're delivered with. She dances while she plays, and it's fascinating and so close to magical that his heart skips several beats when her voice breaks in the wake of a heart-pounding silence. She delivers an infectious energy he can't help but find himself enraptured by, knee bouncing with a muted will to be part of it.

He's utterly in awe of her talent by the end of it. So much in fact, that he struggles against speechlessness when she's finally finished with her set. He knows he's staring, but can't really stop, so his face and ears simply burn to match.

"I... um- that's.. you're.. wow."