There was no need to answer when he put action instead. Ecthelion knew without being told that the older elf would oblige his request, he could hardly help but to do just that! He played, adding more and more, gaze searching for that dancing, teasing form. Worked to lure him out.

There! With a laugh, the blond haired elf danced before him, but beyond his reach. Laughter touched Ecthelion's eyes and affected his music, but he hardly cared nor noticed. Glorfindel danced for him, and that was all that mattered. But soon it became too much for him and he stepped forward, after the other, aiming to get close enough that maybe...

Just maybe, if he stopped playing and reached out swift enough he could catch that laughing, dancing elf! Without consciously knowing it, the tune reflected his desires, beckoning to encourage Glorfindel to dance nearer.