Rock's face has that innocent smile but it doesn't hide too much of his playful prodding. "Oh, maybe I'm mistaken. Clearly my baby brother is too tough to cry even when overwhelmed with happiness." Rock says like a brat.

"But, your eyes look happy and glistened. So, maybe its just the lighting." He shrugs at him.

"Okay, I'll be nice. I'll stop." Rock chuckles tiredly and lays his arms over the table turning to look at him. "You looked content with music in your hands, so I wanted to make sure you stayed that way."