If one by chance walked into the music room at the current moment they would see a strange pair of bedfellows within that in any normal circumstances would probably never meet. The dying washed out drugridden son of an innkeeper and his wife and the prime and proper princess daughter of one of the wealthiest men in the country. Though maybe in a way that showed in some strange way that maybe the founders of Yamaku ideals were not total bullshit, that in the end everyone is the same as one another be they healthy or disabled, rich or poor, broken or whole. So as Tomo played Ueda just stood with his eyes closed listening letting the music paint a picture and if only through the span that it took for it to be finished the picture was real and it lived and breathed and Ueda saw a world that might just be seemingly brighter than the one he was currently stuck within. But like most things the song had to come to an end and Ueda knew it was about time for him to go on having prior obligations to be dealt with. To step outside of that room and enter back into the reality that they were seemingly if only for a little bit exempted from. As the last notes were struck and rung out into the expanse before fading away into silence once more. And for a moment Ueda was tempted to not say anything to extend whatever time he had left before he had to leave but eventually he did speak as he clapped his hands together as vigorous as one would at the end of a great symphony. "And you are the one telling me that I'm my worst critic?" He asked her with a teasing smile. "In my professional opinion it sounded beautiful. I understand that being the prime and proper lady you were most likely told to be modest as the sun shining down upon us. But occasionally taking pride in ones work is not such a bad thing princess." He declared. 

Sighing as he straightened up he took his cigarette out of his mouth and dropped it to the floor grinding out the flame with the heel of his shoe. Looking up at the clock it would seem that he was running a bit and he dreaded to think of what trouble Toke had gotten himself up to in the time he was left waiting for him. "Well I'm sorry to have to end our little gathering here but it would seem I'm late for a prior engagement." He turned to leave and began to slowly patter his way out of the room the soft sound of his shoes stepping upon the ground contrasting with the solid thunk of the cane. He dared not to turn back to be tempted to stay any longer then he already had and so he moved to the door but before he did he gave a few last words of advice as he did. "Oh and Mizukimura-san. You should sing more often, I don't know what I saw back there Princess and it took me a moment to put it together but for a moment it seemed I finally got to see the bird free from her gilded cage and soaring through the sky. Happy and free suits you much better princess." 

With that Ueda walked out the door with a small wave of hand to the second year and he trotted down and away from the dusty old forgotten music room. The only sound left being the faint echo of his cane as he walked down the hallway. He thought of the girl for a moment longer and chuckled to himself. [I] Tomohina Mizukimura, Second Year, Blind and yet seemingly able to see the world better then him. A princess.... correction a bird stuck in a cage dreaming of the open air.[/I] He truly did hope that she found whatever it was that would unlock the cage that encased her. 

[I] I really hope that Toke has not gotten himself into any trouble....... Who the hell I'm I kidding?[/I]