Gaelio had pulled the flute away from his lips for a moment, inspecting it thoughtfully. When she bid him continue, blue and purple eyes looked up at her through jet black hair.
He gave a bit of a smile and, still leaning forward, began to play, adjusting his airway as he'd suggested she do earlier and completely changing the sound.
It was almost as a sirens song, long, low and sweet, a melodious sonata. As he played, small flakes of snow seemed to materialize from the very air near the ceiling, despite the fact that the air was quite warm. The flakes of snow swirled around a bit, and then began spinning around the confines of the room, and then circling slowly around Josephine and Bay. Wisps of the snow moved and danced in tune with the melody, bright and glittering in the firelight.
When the melody neared it's end, the flying ice crystals came together in front of Josephine, individual flakes flying together and building a shape, slowly coalescing into a crystalline rose.
When Gaelio finished and lowered the frozen flute, he opened his eyes, glowing blue, and smiled brightly. He kept his focus on the rose as he waited for her to take it.
"...sorry, it's more fun that way. I hoped you enjoyed it."