[He doesn't notice him. No surprise, really, but it's enough of a surprise to R when the sound of a guitar that he definitely doesn't remember being in the record begins. R opens his eyes - pewter grey - and looks quickly to the source of the sound.
At first, he doesn't understand why he didn't realise he was being watched. That he didn't realise someone was there... but he is not a stranger to the idea of some zombies being different to himself. This is another one like him, but not like him, and he watches the way that Sahu's fingers move deftly over the strings and frets with a kind of envy and wonders how he knew what they were without asking.
:O
At first, he doesn't understand why he didn't realise he was being watched. That he didn't realise someone was there... but he is not a stranger to the idea of some zombies being different to himself. This is another one like him, but not like him, and he watches the way that Sahu's fingers move deftly over the strings and frets with a kind of envy and wonders how he knew what they were without asking.
R doesn't speak, only listens.]