"I would like to listen to you play once," Jyon asked in a very gentle and low voice. She is clearly hesitating to ask.
Sam looked at her flute once again and shook his head.
"It is best if I don't. I am not in the mood for a musical retreat. I have a lot to do."
"Why? You are always looking at my flute, you clearly want to play."
"It is not that. When I lost my body, I also lost many things which I made myself, and my flute is one of those things. The flute I made with meteorite sands, if it was with me, it would have been gaining a spirit now. I was looking forward to seeing what kind of spirit it would become.
I am just a bit disappointed."
Jyon nodded in understanding.
"My sister said that you lost a lot. I am really sorry about that. But what is your enmity with the person that stole from you?"
Sam smiled and asked.
"Are you thinking that I might have done something to him?"
