"Atroquinine, my love" Klavier held the last note as he searched for the music he had just written. Piano is much harder than guitar... Upon finding the sheets, Klavier looked the notes over one last time. I think there's a page missing, ja? He heard a soft knock at the door as he placed the pages on the piano bench. "Ah! Fräulein, come it." Klavier pulled up a seat so the girl could sit across from him.
Vera smiled at the prosecutor, she knew him after all. "H...Hello, prosecuto-"
"No, no Fräulein, its Klavier when I'm not at work." He touched the girl's hand slightly before she flinched. Reaching into her pocket, she pulled out an empty jar; the poisoned nail polish. "Do you still carry that jar Fräulein? We should get you a new jar, one that's full." Klavier reached into his pocket, but before he could pull out his keys, the girl spoke up.
"K... Klavier? Do you remember me?" He nodded as he thought back to the case that got his older brother put in jail. He smiled at Vera before waiting for her to tell him what was on her mind. "I ... wanted to say sorry... to your brother..."
"Why Fräulein? It wasn't your fault he did those things."
"And your piano."
"He was consumed by the darkness, besides he wouldn't have listened- Wait, what about my piano?" Vera smiled again, before pointing to the large black instrument in the middle of Klavier's office.
"You need to play it softly; it's not the same as a guitar." Vera placed her sketchbook on the floor beside her chair, and then sat down at the piano. Klavier, now interested, sat down beside the girl as she began to play. The notes began to slide off the paper, and through her fingers as the music filled the seemingly tiny room. Klavier's eyes shut as he allowed the music to carry him.
"Fräulein, that's beautiful..." Klavier moved closer to the girl, scaring her slightly. "Will you teach me?" She nodded, bringing her thumb to her lips. His hand caught hers before she could begin chewing her nails. "Please, just one lesson?" She looked over her shoulder into the biggest, bluest puppy dog eyes she had ever seen.
"Fine... Try playing this." Vera then proceeded to teach Klavier the way to make his piano sing with him, and not for him.