Flin listened to Daelin's story, somewhat fascinated by what he had to say despite his unrefined manner of speaking. And then he decided to question his music. It was a fair question, albeit asked in a somewhat blunt manner.  [color=92278f]"It calms my mind when I play songs. And sometimes, it does the same for others. When I mentioned that I am able to bend sound waves, I was quite serious. If I desire it so, I can make the sound only hearable to myself."[/color] He replied, taking out his guitar to show it off.

[color=92278f]"It's poorly made, but it gets the job done."[/color] He spoke, with a grin on his face as he tapped the wood with some of his fingers. He put it back on his back as Zay called them over, and he took a seat at the table as well.