[ Huh. He has a lot of self-control, Kohaku has to give him that. ]

It's not shit, it's music. But you apparently have no idea of that. Called 'Nocturne'... Been playing it for practice when I was, you know, alive and in the orchestra.

[ It was amazing that the notes still existed at all in this time-ine. In a world where Paris was once again called Lutetia and an entire period in history had vanished from the knowledge of the public, some things resurfaced and some stayed hidden forever. But surely, if anybody would know the oldest music it would be the orchestra master Kohaku played with back home. Some things from practice, Kohaku now knew by heart. ]