Swirling his wine glass in one hand, Alex followed Wren over to the corner with all of the instruments. He whistles softly under his breath at the vast selection, only recognizing about three fourths of them and only that many because of his worldly travels. Wren had to be truly talented to be able to be this diverse in the instruments he played.

Chuckling lightly, he found a nearby armchair to sit down on near the music corner. "Selkies are a very popular myth from the northern climates so I'm not surprised. Europe especially loves them. I could always do some digging to be sure." It would be fun and he pushed down how good it would feel to impress the singer.

The mention of a man turning into a dolphin made Alex flinch and he hurried to hide it in a sip of wine. The last thing he wanted to do was think of the tribe he'd almost been forced into marrying into that had siren forms based on dolphins. If only Wren knew how close the song was to reality.

Forcing the unpleasant thoughts from his mind, he concentrated on listening to Wren play. He already knew the other was talented but this was just another reminder. It was a beautiful song, full of a long emotion, made only more so by the talented performer who sang it. Alex got completely lost in the music and story, completely under Wren's spell.