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*LTD¹, Thom wanders back into the bar, soaking wet. Still, he looks remarkably calm somehow~~, because he hates to make sense~~.

¹ Later That Day*

[OOC: Thom confuses Miki, who gets hit by a cod. He also talks to Tere about family things and music.]

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Sounds like your family's . . .

Uh . . .

Well, big, mostly.

That's only the family that's full blood of my blood. With Zeus as our father, you understand, we have...at least a hundred half-siblings. Probably more, I've certainly never met them all...

No, I don't know, but I think I might not ask.

It's a thing in my family. And it's best not to ask.

Suffice it to say, my sisters, my brother, and my mother are my closest family, and let the rest alone...

If you say so, sure.

Lady Sir is your only sibling, no?

Lady Sir . . . that's a good way to put it.

Yes, she's all I have.

*Tere smiles softly*

She's quite a bit, I would think...Your sister is very special.

Yes, she really is.

*She finishes tying together the pipe and runs an experimental scale up it*

There.

Sounds good, Lady.

I try.

Sometimes, you just need something new to play on. Last time I got the urge, I strung myself a new harp. Took a while and I couldn't move around with it. I figured I was better off with something small this time.

Nia still gets on my case for the time I got bored and tinkered with her harpsichord. She says it never played the same again.
She neglects to mention that I invented the piano that time...

Do what you want, I say . . .

My sister used to play the lap harp. Supposedly.

Supposedly?

Well, I doubt it actually sounded like anything you could call music.

You don't trust your sister's musical talents?

*Thom snickers.* Uh . . . sure.

*Tere raises a very amused eyebrow*

And you, sir. Last I checked, you played no instrument nor did you sing. Has that changed?

No, it hasn't.

Then you really oughtn't pick on your sister about it.

Hmmm...I'll have to hunt her up and talk to her about harps...

Oh, please do.

I suppose I could try to teach you to play something.

I've never failed yet...

Really? like what?

*She looks him up and down*

You've the right build to be a violinist, the right personality to be a trumpeter, and the right attitude to be a drummer.

*Thom laughs.* But not, I think, the inclination to any.

Ask me again sometime. People change.