[Harry nods. He takes Tim into his lap almost absently, so enchanted with the music is he. He wraps an arm around Tim's waist and keeps him close as he listens.
Harry blinks and looks up.]
There is?
[He lets the device play whatever is next on the playlist, staring at Tim with wide hazel eyes.]
no subject
Harry blinks and looks up.]
There is?
[He lets the device play whatever is next on the playlist, staring at Tim with wide hazel eyes.]