( At the dazzle comment, Esikko just breathes out a little laugh. It's not denial, even if it's also not agreement— but that should be enough, right? He's already said enough of a compliment. Eyes still closed, he at least hums in agreement at the next part; music certainly is a language of its own. )

I do enjoy it, when I can. Could, really... I wasn't allowed out of the palace very often, but music travels a fair amount of distance, so I could hear it from the window during celebrations or festivals.

( He also hums sometimes, when he's writing in his journal, when he's alone, when he wants to focus, or get his mind off of something. But never in company. )