Vance

Noting Meena's expression with curiosity, Vance just looks around at his allies and the cuirassiers, then glances down at his dark brown leather boot. Perhaps they're taking our things because we won't be needing them...or they don't trust us with them.

He turns back to Meena, bowing slightly. I, for one, would be delighted to hear you make some music. Go on, please.