Accepting the silence though he was curious, Trey followed Adam to the practice room. He understood that he himself did not answer all questions directed at him and besides, the silence suited him more than well. When they reached the recording space, Trey nodded his head once after perching on one of the many stools in the room. "Okay."

And then he listened. He listened and listened, even closing his eyes at one point in order to feel the music better. Adam's melody may have come to him through a technological device, but Trey still felt in inside his core. This was good music. Unique, strange perhaps, but beautiful without a doubt. Adam turned off the recording as the song finished and Trey let out the long sigh he'd been holding in. Full of bliss, he let the sound reverberate through the room as he opened his eyes once again. Within an instant, his eyes met Adam's once again.

"Beautiful," he murmured. For almost a solid minute, he let that serve as his only response as he continued to gaze at Adam. Trey vocabulary didn't hold long poetic words that might describe how music made him feel. He just didn't know how to express that. Beautiful should be enough, even though it was one word. But words meant nothing next to actions, so instead he said how touched he felt and how much he understood with his eyes before turning the conversation again. "Did you play a lute? I haven't met anyone who plays that until now."