"I don't think you should sell yourself so short, hun." She says with a laugh, rising to her feet and offering her guitar to the other woman with a gentle motion.

"Music is something that comes from the soul. I'd like to hear it, if you're willing. If not, that's fine too. I hear some people are much more reserved than I am about playing an' singing in front of others." Not that she can relate. It's something she's loved since she was young, something she's thrown every last part of herself into in the years before the Entity took her.

Before she'd become a sellout.