Of course. [He echoes, but doesn't really agree with, the sentiment. Dist wasn't anywhere near being a master just yet, yes, but from what Ion had already heard, he sounded good.] Thank you.
[For a moment it looks as though Ion is about to say something, about to try looking up... but he keeps his gaze locked on the table.]
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[For a moment it looks as though Ion is about to say something, about to try looking up... but he keeps his gaze locked on the table.]
...is there another song you know how to play?