Garsin slowly stood up taking in his new vision in awe. Is this what the world has always looked like? It didn't... [i]feel[/i] right, but he could actually see! And...see.... what the heck was he wearing? The colors didn't bother him, in fact, just the joy in looking at the colors made him like it, although.... the clothes themselves. He wondered if he could just take off the shirt and tie it around his waist. The hat didn't bother him, oddly enough. But, there was something familiar at his back.

 He grabbed at it and went to pull it around only to find that it moved, which made him jump. Instead, what looked like an other worldly cello  was floating in front of of him. He slowly walked up to it and inspected it. He trailed his hand up the object and then down the string, hearing it hum in an odd tone for a cello but still close for sure. He then plucked both strings with his hands and was surprised as a bow materialized in front of him. He noticed it too seemed to move at his will. 

Garsin looked around again and still saw nobody close by. He decided to try to start playing the odd cello, attempting to play the full range of the instrument, and trying to see how to get a scale out of it. At one point however, when he stopped to think out the notes, he noticed that the cello floated in space and played the notes as he thought of them. Aptly surprised instead of trying to play the instrument manually, he thought of the music and it began to play.