One night.

“♪♪♪~” Robert was playing a guitar.

“Hm?” Cirrus stopped to look at him as did many of the crew. “I didn’t know you could play an instrument Robert?”

“Ah yes.” He keeps strumming the instrument. “I had a guitar in my hands since I was around your age boss but.” His strumming gets slower as he thinks on his past. “That is behind me now. Now I play it ever now and again when I am in the mood.”

“Oh…do you think you can teach me to play?”

Many of the crew were a bit surprised, their eyes slightly widen.

“…By all means boss! I also bet you have a wonderful voice!”

“Singing…yeah I’m not sure.”

“Well maybe one day, for now-“ he stops and holds out the guitar towards Cirrus. “I don’t wish to push my luck, simply learning to play one more than enough for me.”

Cirrus grabs it and Nox comes down and lands on his antlers.

‘That’s an odd lyre? Why does it have so many strings?’

“For different sounds Nox. Now Robert where do I begin?”

“First you place your hands here and here.”