"Yes, I don't know. I like music. Especially the flute." Hartley shrugged, lifting the instrument to his lips already. A moment later he started playing, closing his eyes slowly and just focusing on Teddy's sounds. He was playing for him most of all after all and he knew by now which of his songs Teddy liked best, bouncing and trying to sing along. It was adorable. It also helped him to pretend that there wasn't the cutest boy sitting there and listening.