Then again, all he's got are flashes he wakes up in the middle of the night trying desperately to hold on to, even though they leave him feeling lost. So what does he know?
"Mostly," he says, rubbing the back of his neck with a sheepish grin, "I play lovely music. I'm sort of the Hearts Musician. I used to tell Ceiro I should follow him around and play his theme music."
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Then again, all he's got are flashes he wakes up in the middle of the night trying desperately to hold on to, even though they leave him feeling lost. So what does he know?
"Mostly," he says, rubbing the back of his neck with a sheepish grin, "I play lovely music. I'm sort of the Hearts Musician. I used to tell Ceiro I should follow him around and play his theme music."