[He's so energetic even after a performance like that . . . it's exhausting just to watch. But Kadoc knows himself, and he knows he has a tendency towards people he complains about exhausting him. And the talent he'd seen on stage was definitely real. He smiles just a little, arms crossed him front of him, definitely looking a bit small and washed out compared to the rest of the bright evening and party.]

Yeah . . . thanks. I mean it. I'd love to hear you again sometime. Uh, I'm Kadoc. . . . And I'm pretty sure I have a recording of the music I was talking about, but I dunno if it'd be your style. Like I said, it's just piano music.

[He tries to imagine this guy sitting down listening to Mozart . . . well, you never know.]