[This...sounds familiar, actually, but he's not going to admit that. Gepard just makes a noise, contemplative. He remembers his sister having a bassist. He remembers that the guy ran some scams - he warned her, she cut him loose.
...what was that guy's name again?
...it doesn't matter. He can talk to her later, after he sees the doctor. He can't say it's nothing, after all, his entire life hinges on him following up on his instincts (in all matters but his own needs), but also...he knows how to wait.
And, besides, Figaro had given him delicious food. He deserves the benefit of the doubt. So. Gepard grimace-smiles, apologetically.]
Probably not. I can barely hold a tune. My sister's the musical one between us. And with my schedule, the only bands I know about are the ones she brings to my attention.
It seems a shame, though. It always seemed like fun, but maybe that's just me overlooking the hard work that goes into it. But I imagine your diet caused problems. [Tell him more.]
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...what was that guy's name again?
...it doesn't matter. He can talk to her later, after he sees the doctor. He can't say it's nothing, after all, his entire life hinges on him following up on his instincts (in all matters but his own needs), but also...he knows how to wait.
And, besides, Figaro had given him delicious food. He deserves the benefit of the doubt. So. Gepard grimace-smiles, apologetically.]
Probably not. I can barely hold a tune. My sister's the musical one between us. And with my schedule, the only bands I know about are the ones she brings to my attention.
It seems a shame, though. It always seemed like fun, but maybe that's just me overlooking the hard work that goes into it. But I imagine your diet caused problems. [Tell him more.]