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Butters told me that playing the guitar would be good therapy for my hand. Unfortunately, didn't bring the guitar along with me. So, I figured I'd ask the bar if she could loan me one. She did - she even included a copy of the book Butters had given me. "Thanks."

So now, I'm sitting in a corner, in a comfortable chair, playing the guitar... badly.

So far, Thomas is the only person who's ever been able to tolerate the sound longer than a couple minutes without asking me to stop. And I think he's just being polite.

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"Ah. Right. So - any tips?"

Liam looks at his hands critically, then sits down.

"Right, okay. I'm not a guitarist like my brother, but... you need to work on your fingering."

I give him a look - something between a smirk and a snarl, I think. "Right. Which would be a lot easier, if I could actually use my fingers." I hold up my gloved left hand again - some of my fingers move, others only move when the ones I can control move.

"Which I'm guessing is the point of the exercise?" Liam returns mildly.

"Yeah. Pretty much."

I'm still not any good at it.

"It's my upgrade from the squishy ball I had before."

"More interesting than a squishy ball, at least."

"Yeah. Thomas prefers the ball though, I think."

I shrug.

"It makes less noise."

"Thomas?" he asks curiously.

"Brother. Half-brother."

Please not another person who questions my sexual choices because I live with a man.

He would never. He seems to have shared a one-room apartment with his brother for some time.

"Ah, okay. Ready to kill him yet?"

"Yes... and no."

I shrug.

"He is my brother after all."

"Yeah. Always forgive them in the end."

He grins.

"Something like that."

I'm tempted to sit the guitar aside and just talk.

"You have a brother?"

"Yeah. My little brother Charlie."

I think. Have I met him?

"Ah. Name sounds familiar."

"A lot of people here know him. Plays the guitar and sings a lot."

"I've probably seen him. I think Bob mentioned him before."

Yeah - because explaining that is gonna be fun.

"Another friend of yours from home?"

"Yeah. Sort of."

Here goes.

"He's an air spirit who lives in a skull."

Liam's been coming to Milliways for a year and a half, but that still merits a blink.

"...well, that's a new one on me."

"You never met Bob? I could've sworn he'd jawed everyone's ear off."

"Don't think I did, no."

"Lucky you."

Oh no, love Bob to death for magic things and stuff. He just talks a lot.

"Because of the talking?"

Amused.

"More like constant talking. Bob never shuts up."