"No, not really." Zoe denies any talent on her part immediately, and it has nothing to do with modesty. It's just..a firm belief that that's true, from years of being told it. Just like singing that way, and dancing. Though the latter was conquered, in a way, by realizing that she'd rather dance badly with Victor than sit on the sidelines, And then realizing in turn that perhaps she wasn't actually that bad at it.

Painful instant crushes apparently were good for that.

"I think it's more that I've just played so many years. Fifteen now, and you don't forget skills after that long." Skills, not talents, a fine but important distinction. Or so she'd always been told.