I miss parts of it. The parts that were about music. Learning, practicing, performing, hearing the applause of happy people... I loved that. The music was wonderful, but eventually it became all about the money.

[ She can be incredulous, but being made to perform is different. There was a time he found true enjoyment in it, until he realized what was being left out. ]

Don't get me wrong, being paid to do what you love is wonderful. However, as a child adopted into the Bard's Guild, none of what I earned was mine. It wasn't until I was a teenager that I started receiving a piece of the profits, and that was after I blackmailed them into it.

[ A beat, but he answers before she has to ask- ] I threatened to hang myself on stage if they didn't stop using me for their own gain.

[ Another beat. ] Teenagers really do know how to be awful, don't they?