Will was fond of music, and he had enjoyed it the last time he heard Curufin sing. Honestly, Will was just hanging around, in his confused state, see if he recognized any of the newcomers. It was the Elf's singing that drew him in and made him stay longer.

Walking closer, drink in hand, Will stood there and took a sip of his spirits and offered a slight smile and tip of the head to his friend the performer. Tapping a foot lightly to the beat, closing his eyes and listening to the strings of the harp as they resonated inside of him. Music was a powerful thing, the last song Will had heard before coming here was a horrifically beautiful sonnet. This, however, this was more enjoyable.

He'd wait, clap gently so not to spill his drink and hope to compliment Curufin after the performance was over.