The dinner had finished hours ago, but they had spent a lot of time talking before Dawn decided to retire. All the words she had to exchange were already too much for her introverted self, but she did return with a smile on her lips.
"Hey, can any of you sing?" Gale asked. "The night looks lonely without some songs..."
"I have not practised for decades," June said, clinging to his shoulders.
"I have never even tried," Agnes intoned. "But I remember you are great at musical instruments."
"Are you?" June shot him a quizzical look.
"Well, I wouldn't say great, but I do have some expertise." He brought out a lute from his spirit domain that he had bought not too long ago, though he had forgotten to even play it once. "Forgive me if it sounds dull or without rhythm."
He began to play slowly, before diving into a more soulful rhythm, which required nimble fingers to work perfectly.
"That was perfect," June said when he finished.
