“Alright, then.” With the go-ahead given, Sizhui resituates, crisscrosses his legs and settles the guqin over his lap, pondering what tune he should play. He knows many, after all, but in the end, he settles with ‘Song of Clarity,’ which is a tune he knows like the back of his hand.

It isn't a long melody, so he waits to answer until after he's finished, humming thoughtfully then admitting, “Yes, probably. If need be, I could hunt down the extra materials for those on this world and bring them to you?”