*The Musician tilts his head at Zedd, not smiling. He will allow another to join his music sometimes, but Yrael is a solo player by nature. Most do not presume so far as to join in without asking. It is considered rude.*

*The music continues its melody of peace. High trills and turns dapple the song like sunlight glinting through dappled green leaves that sway in the warm summer breeze, high and whispery across the violin strings.*