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Island Fever Musician
The musician Selfira enjoys listening to Lyria talk about the crew's journey, so they invite her to join. However, the height at which the airship flies scares her, so she distracts herself by singing.
(Captain) and company visit a village suffering from monster attacks and agree to hunt down the monsters.
Selfira, a musician who lives in the village, offers to help (Captain) and company, so they decide to work together.
Vyrn: We did it! I doubt there are many monsters around here now!
Selfira: Given how many we defeated, you're probably right... I have to say, you people are quite strong. Thank you so much.
Selfira: Do you skyfarers always hunt monsters?
Lyria: No, we do all kinds of other work too! Sometimes we even deliver packages.
Selfira: I see. Well, since you visit so many places, I imagine you must receive all kinds of requests.
Selfira: A skyfarer's journey must be challenging, but I bet it's fun. Say, could you tell me about your adventures?
Lyria: Sure! There's so much to talk about that I don't even know where to start!
Selfira: Hee-hee. I was so absorbed in your stories that I didn't realize we made it back to the village. Time flies while you're having fun.
Vyrn: Say, Selfira, you sure listened hard. Are you a fan of traveling or something?
Selfira: Well, I do like stories about traveling. My grandpa was a skyfarer back in his day, and he often told me about his adventures...
Selfira: But I've never actually traveled myself, so I don't know if I'm a fan. I've never once left this island.
Selfira: I know the experience of traveling would help polish my skills as a musician, but I just haven't had the opportunity yet.
Lyria: Really? Then why don't you travel with us?
Selfira: What? You make it sound as easy as going for a walk or something...
Selfira: But maybe you're right. Your arrival on this island might just be the perfect chance for me.
Selfira: Hey, (Captain). If you don't mind, could you take me with you?
Choose: Of course.
- Of course.
- It's not all fun and games, you know.
Selfira: Thank you. You're very kind, (Captain).
Selfira: I'm new to traveling, so I'm not sure how much help I'll be, but I'll do what I can.Choose: It's not all fun and games, you know.
Selfira: Yeah, I'm sure there will be plenty of hard times.
Selfira: I'll try not to cause any trouble. I am in fact the granddaughter of a skyfarer, so I'll show you what I'm made of!Continue 1
Selfira: I know we've been hunting monsters together, but I'll say it again: I look forward to working with you.
Thus Selfira joins the crew. But there's a bit of a problem...
Lyria: Hey, are you all right? You're as white as a sheet!
Selfira: I-I'm fine, Lyria. Don't worry.
Selfira: This is just my first time on an airship, and it's awfully high up!
Vyrn: Heh-heh. No need to hide it! If you're scared, just admit it!
Selfira: N-nonsense! I'm a member of a crew now, and we skyfarers are not afraid of flying!
Vyrn: Ha-ha! Don't bite my head off! Nobody's gonna judge you your first time.
Selfira: You're not? Say, would you mind if I sang a little song to take my mind off things? If I focus on something else, I can forget about my fear.
Vyrn: Go for it! If it'll make you feel better, then sing your heart out.
Selfira: Thank you. I'm sure I'll get used to flying eventually. So just go easy on me for now.
Lyria: Wow! What a lovely song!
Vyrn: Ha-ha! If your fear makes you sing like that, be afraid as long as you want!
Selfira has taken her first steps out into the world. Her melodies will travel further with the crew than she could ever imagine.
To Whom I Love
Selfira is thinking about giving a gift to her grandfather as a token of her appreciation. She asks Lyria for advice on what to choose.
Selfira stands on the airship deck, sighing as she gazes at the sky.
Selfira: Sigh... What am I supposed to do about this?
Selfira: There must be something that would work... Oh, can't you help me?
Lyria: We have trouble, (Captain)! Oh, there you are, Selfi—
Selfira: Sigh... Grandad...
Selfira: Wha? Were you listening?
Lyria: Um... I didn't hear you sighing seductively as you looked all wistful! Nope, not me!
Selfira: You were totally listening in! Hey! Get back here!
Lyria: Um... I don't know what you two were up to, but I'm sure you know what you're doing! Right, (Captain)?
Selfira: Sigh... You totally have the wrong idea.
Lyria: Then what were you up to?
Selfira: I'm grateful to my grandfather for always being there for me.
Selfira: So I want to give him a gift for everything he's done, but I have no idea what to give...
Lyria: I see... So that's why you were sighing.
Selfira: That's right... Oh, but don't tell anyone I was worrying about it. I want to surprise him.
Lyria: Hee-hee... It'll be a secret among you, me, and (Captain).
Selfira: That wasn't my intention, but I guess I don't have a choice.
Lyria: Then let us help! Right, (Captain)?
Lyria: I'm sure we can come up with better ideas if we all brainstorm together!
Selfira: Yes... You do have a point.
Lyria: Yep! Now let's come up with a few ideas...
What's with this shaking? What's going on?
Lyria: Oh! Now that you mention it...
Vyrn: There you are, Lyria! I thought I told you to get everyone to help with these monsters!
Lyria: I'm so sorry!
Selfira: I don't know what goes on in that head of yours sometimes... Let's go, (Captain). We have to fend them off!
To Whom I Love: Scene 2
While Selfira is picking a gift for her grandfather with (Captain) and the others, a villager tells them that monsters are attacking. They abandon the gift shopping and head out to deal with the problem.
Lyria: Wow! Hey, Selfira! What do you think of this?
Selfira: You know, you keep recommending food...
Selfira: But you wouldn't be doing that just because you want it, right?
(Captain), Selfira, and Lyria have snuck out to look for a gift at a village they've landed at.
Lyria: Hee-hee... Of course not! Everybody loves food! Isn't that right, (Captain)?
Selfira: Maybe, but Grandad was saying he eats a lot less in his old age.
Lyria: That's okay! I'm sure he'd make an exception for a gift from you!
Selfira: You think? You might be right, but still...
Villager: Help me! You guys are skyfarers, right? Some monsters from outside the village are coming this way!
Selfira: Looks like this is no time for gift shopping.
Selfira: We have to help everyone fight the monsters, (Captain)!
To Whom I Love: Scene 3
After a performance by Selfira, the crew leaves the village. Lyria is upset that they couldn't buy a gift for Selfira's grandfather, but Selfira decides to give him the gift of music instead.
Villager: Thank you! Good thing you skyfarers were in the village.
Selfira: Don't worry about it. We only did what was right.
Villager: It might seem weird to compliment your fighting like this, but that was a wonderful performance!
Villager: Um... I know it's a lot to ask, but would you perhaps be willing to perform for us one more time?
Lyria: Hee-hee... You heard them! What do you think, Selfira?
Selfira: If my music can bring any peace to your hearts, I'd be happy to.
Vyrn: Heh-heh! What happened here was awful, but at least the villagers get a musical gift out of the deal!
After Selfira's well-received performance, the crew leaves the village, much to the regret of everyone there.
Lyria: Aw... We couldn't buy a gift after all...
Selfira: Don't worry, Lyria. Besides, I've decided to give something else to my grandpa.
Lyria: Huh? What do you mean?
Selfira: Hee-hee... I think Grandad would like this better anyway.
Selfira: You see, there's a certain melody that both of us cherish.
Selfira punctuates her words with a satisfied smile.
She will continue honing her musical skills until the day comes when she will give her gift.
Echo into Eternity
Selfira receives an invitation to a music festival held by the skyfaring minstrels. She hesitates due to her limited accomplishments as a musician, but Vyrn insists that she compete, saying it will be a great experience.
After completing a mission, (Captain) and company get ready to return to the ship, but Sierokarte stops them.
Sierokarte: Hold on just the teensiest second. I have a letter for you, Selfira. It's your lucky day!
A letter? Maybe it's from Grandad.
A letter? I wonder who it's from.
Sierokarte: Here you go! Don't lose it!
Selfira: Thanks, Siero. Hmm... The Balaban Jamboree Committee?
Balaban... Oh! He was a friend of my great grandmother's! One of the minstrels!
Selfira: But why would the legendary skyfaring minstrels send a letter to me instead of Grandad?
Hmm? Balaban? It's nice to hear that name again! He was one of the legendary skyfaring minstrels.
Selfira: But why would they send a letter to me instead of you?
Selfira opens the letter in front of the crew and begins to read it aloud.
Vyrn: Huh... So this Balaban guy's kicked the bucket.
Selfira: Yeah. It says they're holding a festival in his name to honor his achievements.
Selfira: And they apparently want me to compete in a contest they're going to have there.
Lyria: That's incredible! They must think pretty highly of you, Selfira!
Vyrn: Yeah! Get in there and kick yourself some serious butt!
Lyria: What's wrong, Selfira?
Selfira: I'm sorry. I was just thinking. I mean, I'm glad they picked me and all...
Selfira: But I haven't really done much performing. I don't know if I can accept their invitation...
Vyrn: Hey, show some guts! This could be your big chance!
Vyrn: So you haven't done much performing? That's one more reason to get out there and make an impression!
Selfira: Maybe you're right. Nothing comes of being afraid.
Selfira: Grandad always says you have to have experience to get experience. That's it. I'm competing in that contest!
Bwahaha! Truer words were never spoken! You're young, Selfira! Live a little!
Lyria: Break a leg, Selfira! We'll be cheering you on! Right, (Captain)?
And so (Captain) and company chart a course for the island where the Balaban Jamboree is being held.
Echo into Eternity: Scene 2
The contest begins, and Selfira overcomes her nervousness and brings down the house. However, the grand prize is won by someone who didn't seem very good. As Selfira considers this, monsters show up in the hall.
Selfira: Well, I guess I'll head backstage.
Lyria: Okay! We'll be rooting for you in the audience.
Selfira: Thanks, guys. I'll do my best.
Vyrn: Hmm... She looked kinda nervous. You think she'll be okay?
Lyria: Don't worry! This is Selfira we're talking about! Oh! It's starting!
The contest begins. The performers make their way to the stage one by one. Each seems better than the last.
Lyria: Wow! They're all so good! I really liked that song before the last one!
Vyrn: Yeah! It's no wonder they all got picked. But I gotta say, Selfira's way better than this guy.
(Captain) and company discuss the performances as they enjoy the contest. At last Selfira takes the stage.
Lyria: Wow! I've never heard her play so well!
As Selfira finishes, the hall explodes with thunderous applause.
Selfira: Whew... I'm back!
Lyria: Hee-hee. Great job, Selfira! You were absolutely wonderful!
Selfira: Really? I'm glad to hear that. You guys have no idea how nervous I was out there. I'm exhausted.
Vyrn: Here, have some water and take a load off! They said they're gonna announce the winner soon.
Selfira: Thanks, Vyrn. I really appreciate it. I wonder who's going to get the grand prize...
The award ceremony begins. (Captain) and company sit with their fingers crossed.
Awards are doled out one by one. Finally the grand prize is announced, but it goes to another performer.
Vyrn: Huh? Was he really that good?
Lyria: Hmm... I honestly don't remember. What do you think, Selfira?
Selfira: Well... It was unexpected I guess. But the judges probably saw something I didn't.
Selfira: What was it, I wonder? Music's a lot more complicated than I thought!
Selfira mulls over the decision. As the rest of the crew discusses the winner, a scream reverberates through the hall.
Woman: Aahh! Monsters!
What are they doing here?
Selfira: People could get hurt! Give me a hand, (Captain). We need to deal with this!
Echo into Eternity: Scene 3
The monsters were unleashed by a former musician who insists that the contest was rigged and that Selfira was only invited to bring in an audience. This unexpected outcome leaves a shadow over Selfira's heart.
Selfira: You! You were with those monsters! You're the one behind this, aren't you?
Man: Crap! How dare you interfere!
Selfira: Excuse me? You're the one who interrupted the contest and festival! Someone could have gotten hurt!
Man: Damn it... This contest, this festival, those corrupt buffoons on the committee, the morons in the audience—the world would be better off without them!
Selfira: This is unforgivable. How could you attack a bunch of music lovers! And what gives you the right to hurt anyone?
Man: Ha-ha! You sound just like the old me. So bright-eyed and bushy-tailed!
Man: You obviously have no clue what I mean. We have some time before the guards get here. Let's talk. I was once a musician too.
Selfira is still struggling to take in the grisly spectacle as the man begins to talk, his voice thick with loathing.
He says he once competed in the contest, but the prizes were paid for with pulled strings and the jangle of coins.
His attempt to set the committee straight was not well received. He ended up being booed off the stage.
Man: Sigh... I'm tired, you know. I learned how to control monsters so I could put an end to this little contest, but...
Man: Then you came. I heard you're related to one of the skyfaring minstrels of legend. And you were great.
Man: Not that this so-called committee cared. They just used your name to bring people in.
Guards come to collect the man. He puts up no resistance as they escort him out.
Lyria: Oh, Selfira... I don't know what to say...
Committee Member: My goodness! Selfira. Skyfarers. I've been searching for you. You sure did take care of that ruffian...
Selfira: Sorry, (Captain). I'm not feeling too well. I think I'll head back to the ship.
Vyrn: Wait up, Selfira!
She really didn't look good. Better follow her.
Selfira: Sorry for leaving without you guys.
Lyria: Don't worry about it. I think I understand your shock.
Selfira: I just don't know what to say. I mean, I know what he did was bad and all...
Selfira: But hearing him talk, he didn't really seem like a bad person.
Selfira: And rigging a contest? That's just awful.
Selfira: I just feel so down about it all.
Vyrn: It really is a bummer. And after you brought down the house too.
Selfira: I'm fine, really. But I'm so sorry... I just don't think I can express how I feel in words.
Lyria: Um... Well I thought you gave a spectacular performance, Selfira!
Vyrn: Yeah! You don't need to get yourself in a funk over guys like that!
Vyrn: Hey! How about you play us another song! C'mon!
Selfira picks up her instrument, but she shows no sign of playing. She gives up after a while.
Selfira: Sorry, guys. I just don't feel like playing right now.
Selfira: I've dreamed of being a real musician for so long, but I just couldn't give them what they wanted.
Lyria: Oh, Selfira...
Though Selfira was thrilled to compete in the contest, its unexpected result cast a shadow over her heart.
Will she ever be able to sweep away the indescribable fog within her?
Even though the contest is over, Selfira broods more than before. Worried about her friend, Lyria suggests that they take her to her hometown of Ardin for a rest.
Some time has passed since the Balaban Jamboree, but Selfira spends more time than ever brooding alone.
Lyria: Um... Hey, Selfira! The weather sure is beautiful, isn't it?
Oh, sure! It's really nice!
Vyrn: Sheesh... Is that supposed to be a conversation?
Vyrn: Are you okay, Selfira? It seems like all you ever do these days is mope around.
Lyria: Um... We didn't want to meddle if you needed time to yourself, but we're pretty worried.
I'm sorry. I didn't know I was acting so different.
Selfira: But if you guys say so, you're probably right.
Lyria: Hey, Selfira. How would you like to see your home again?
Selfira: You mean Ardin?
Lyria: Yeah! Maybe one reason you're brooding so much is that our journey is tiring you out. Why don't we take you home for a nice break?
Selfira: Lyria... I'm sorry I worried you so much.
Selfira: Thank you though. It might be nice to go home and collect my thoughts.
Selfira: My brain's just so muddled by all the worrying I'm doing. I can't even figure out exactly what it is I'm worried about.
Vyrn: Whoa... Sounds pretty serious. Our schedule's clear isn't it, (Captain)? Let's go see Ardin!
Portraying Feelings: Scene 2
Having returned home, Selfira tells Keehar why she's so depressed. She also learns that she had the wrong impression of the skyfaring minstrels. Upon hearing that some children might have gone into a dangerous forest, the crew decides to go look for them.
(Captain) and company make their way to Ardin, Selfira's village.
Grandad, I'm home.
Keehar: Selfira? How great to see you! I've missed you.
Keehar: Huh? You look dead on your feet. Take yourself a seat. I'll put the kettle on.
Selfira: Yeah. Thanks, Grandad.
Selfira and Keehar sit amicably across from one another, their piping hot cups of tea between them.
Keehar: Selfira, my dear. I think it's about time you told me what in the world's on your mind.
Keehar: You're a grown woman, and I know I probably shouldn't stick my nose in your affairs, but I'm worried.
Whew... We sure haven't been here in a while. Look at all this dust! I should probably do some cleaning.
Keehar: That would do the place some good. But first we should get off our feet and have some tea.
Selfira: Right. I'll boil the water. Could you wipe down the table, Grandad?
Keehar: Indeed I can! Oh, but we'll need to fetch some water first.
Selfira and Keehar sit amicably across from one another, their piping hot cups of tea between them.
Keehar: Selfira, my dear. Something's obviously been on your mind for quite a while now.
Keehar: And I can't help but worry about you. Why not let me know what's going on?
Keehar: Now, I'll not ask you to say anything you don't want to, but sometimes simply talking can do a world of good.
Selfira: I know this is going to sound weird, but I'm not even sure what it is I'm worried about.
Selfira: All I know is that it has something to do with the contest at the festival.
Selfira: I mean, the fact that they invited me just to get a bigger audience doesn't bother me that much.
Selfira: I'm just some nobody, and it was pretty great to get to play in front of such a large crowd.
Selfira: And that man with the monsters... It was pretty horrible what he did, but I kind of feel sorry for him.
Selfira: I guess what I'm saying is that I'm not actually mad at anyone in particular. But still, there's just something about it...
Keehar: You know, you've loved music ever since you were a tyke, and you've always liked things to be cut-and-dried.
Selfira: You're right. Music has always been my passion. It's the only part of me that's stayed the same. And I'm pretty sure that man is just like me.
Selfira: But to see the music I love twist someone like that... It's just so heartbreaking.
Keehar: Indeed... It was his love that made him want to hurt others.
Selfira: If we'd met earlier, we might have been friends, you know? But I was so useless...
Keehar: That is a shame, but he will one day be thankful to you for putting an end to his folly.
Selfira: Maybe... That sure would be nice. We might even be able to talk music.
Selfira: The folks in the village always told me how much they loved my playing, but I couldn't talk with them, you know?
Selfira: I was just hoping I could befriend other musicians at the festival.
Selfira: When I couldn't, I felt betrayed. And I was so angry at that stupid committee for doing that to me. Yeah, that must be it.
Selfira: What they did just made me so angry. All they cared about was using music to make money! I mean, seriously?
Selfira: I bet Balaban is spinning in his grave! The next time I compete, I'll perform so well that no one can deny me victory!
Keehar: Bwahaha! That's the spirit! You seem to be feeling better.
Selfira: Yeah, I do. Thanks for letting me vent, Grandad.
Keehar: Bwahaha! There's nothing a doting grandfather loves more than listening to his dear, dear granddaughter.
Selfira: Yeah. Um... Grandad? There's something I've wanted to ask you for a long time now. Do you mind?
Keehar: Not in the least. You go right ahead.
Selfira: It's about my great grandmother and her time with the skyfaring minstrels...
Selfira: When you sealed away Midgardsormr, she was injured by the beast's final attack, right?
Keehar: She was. That was why she retired from the minstrels. It was just awful...
Selfira: And due to her injury, her songs lost a lot of their pep...
Selfira: But why'd they leave her in Ardin? It wasn't even her home.
Selfira: When Mother told me the story, all I could think of was how cold the minstrels were.
Selfira: So when Midgardsormr woke up, there was no way I wanted to ask for help from the descendants of the minstrels.
Keehar: So that's what you thought! Well, I guess it's not really a surprise that your mother got the wrong idea.
Selfira: The wrong idea?
Keehar: Yes. The reason your great grandmother stayed in Ardin is that she fell in love with a certain someone from the village.
Selfira: Wait... What? Do you mean what I think you do?
Keehar: Indeed. We wanted to take her with us. Maybe find her a cure. But she insisted on staying here.
Keehar: Bwahaha! She was just head over heels! As young as I was back then, it was almost embarrassing to see it.
Selfira: I see... You know, Mother did say something about Great Grandmother's husband comforting her in her grief...
Keehar: Anyway, that was all a long time ago. The details must have gotten mixed up along the way.
Selfira: Right. I guess Mother only heard Grandmother's side of the story.
Selfira: Ugh... Oh, Grandad... I've been so terrible. And all over a misunderstanding.
Keehar: Heh-heh. Now do you see why it's important to talk to people? Sounds like you and me have to make some apologies!
Selfira: Yeah, thanks... I can't believe I did that.
Ardinian Woman: Excuse me. Have you seen my child? It's almost time for dinner, but he's nowhere in sight.
Selfira: Oh, hello. Your son hasn't be around today...
Ardinian Woman: What? But he told me he was going to watch you play.
Selfira: He does come here often, but I haven't seen him today. He might be playing somewhere else.
Ardinian Woman: I sure hope he didn't go into the forest! I haven't seen him or any of the other children playing in the village.
Keehar: What? But the monsters are raising their young right now! Who knows what will happen if they're disturbed!
Selfira: Grandad! Let's ask (Captain) for help! We need to find those kids!
Portraying Feelings: Scene 3
The children who went to the forest did so to make a garland to comfort Selfira. Selfira learns that bringing others joy with her music is more important than anything to her, so she vows to continue doing just that.
Selfira: There they are!
Ardinian Boy: Oh! Selfira!
Selfira: You kids know better! The monsters are aggressive right now! Didn't you promise not to play in the forest?
Selfira: How could you do something so reckless? Your mothers are having a fit!
Ardinian Girl: We're sorry, Selfira.
Selfira: Well, as long as you're sorry. We need to get you home and let them know you're safe. Come on.
Ardinian Boy: Oh! Wait just a minute! Here! This is for you!
Selfira: Huh? Is this a garland?
Ardinian Boy: Yeah. Um... We made it! For you!
Ardinian Girl: You looked all sad when you got back. We just wanted to cheer you up.
Selfira: You came all the way to the forest just to make this for me?
Ardinian Boy: Yeah. We sort of forgot we weren't supposed to be here.
Selfira: Thank you. This means a lot to me. It's so beautiful.
Selfira: But if something happened to you, I'd never get to play for you again. I want you to steer clear of danger from now on.
Ardinian Girl: Yes, ma'am! We'll stay out of trouble! And I'll tell my mama sorry too.
Selfira: That's a promise, okay? I'm so glad you're safe.
Once they return to the village, the children are scolded by their mothers and left to reflect on what they've done.
Since they aren't allowed to play in the forest, Selfira decides to hold a concert for them in the plaza.
Ardinian Girl: Wow! I don't know anyone who plays as well as you, Selfira!
Ardinian Boy: Yeah! Encore! Encooore!
Selfira: Hee-hee... I suppose I can play a bit more. I'm just happy you like it!
Selfira: (Seeing people smile when they hear me play... Is there anything better than that?)
Selfira: (I have a gift I can give to people.)
Selfira: (Wherever they may be...)
The sweet sound of Selfira's playing, finally free of her doubts, resounds up into the sky.
Her resolution to bring her beautiful music to people far and wide never wavers.
Two Color Tones
Mimlemel, not being the most sociable of people, runs off when Selfira tries to strike up a conversation with her. However, the two warm up to each other after performing an impromptu concert in the forest later.
It is a day without any particularly urgent business. The Grandcypher stays anchored as time slips lazily by.
Selfira spots Mimlemel. Not wanting to scare her away again, she practically tiptoes over before speaking.
Selfira: Hi, Mim. Do you have a minute? I was wondering if we could talk...
Lyria: I-is everything okay? I just saw Mimlemel running away. She looked like she saw a ghost...
Selfira: Yeah... I'm not sure why myself.
Selfira: I just thought, you know, we're both musicians. We might have something to talk about...
Mimlemel seems to be in the habit of running away every time Selfira tries to talk to her.
Vyrn: What's the deal between you two anyway? Are you not getting along?
Selfira: I suppose not... I don't think I've done anything to offend her...
Selfira: But maybe I did and just didn't notice...
Mimlemel: No way... You didn't do anything wrong, I mean...
Vyrn: Wha? H-how long've you been standing there...
Selfira: Oh... So why do—
Vyrn: Hey! Wait! What was that all about?
Lyria: Um, aren't you going to go after her? You can't just leave her like this!
Selfira: Yeah... you're right. I need to find out why she feels like she has to apologize!
Selfira decides to track down Mimlemel, with (Captain), Lyria, and Vyrn tagging along.
Word was that she'd left the Grandcypher and headed into the nearby woods. The party decides to follow.
Lyria: There she is! Mimlemel! Is this where you've been hiding?
Mimlemel: What the... How far are you gonna follow me...
Selfira: Hey, Mim... I just want to know, okay? Why do you keep running away from me?
Selfira: I don't know what it is I did, but I'll fix it. I swear...
Mimlemel: I said it's not you, Selfira...
Mimlemel: I... I'm just bad at all that talking stuff.
Mimlemel: Sorry, it's just... People ask me questions, and I got no idea how to answer.
Selfira: Oh... So that's why...
Selfira: Hehe... You know, there's more than one way to get to know somebody.
And so, softly at first, Selfira begins to play her instrument.
Mimlemel high harmony intertwines with Selfira's own, their song spreading through the forest.
Lyria: That was amazing! You two play so well together!
Vyrn: Yeah! That's what I call music! Right, (Captain)!
Forest Critters: ...!
Vyrn: Whoa! What's with the impromptu meeting?
Mimlemel: Tweedle-deedle-dee! Don't worry. Happens all the time.
Lyria: Haha... ha... Happens all the time, you say...
Selfira: Hehe... You're chock full of mystery aren't you, Mim.
Her only reply is a sweet whistle that dances from tree to tree.
Though she makes a fine accompanist, there is still quite a bit of work to do in cracking the mystery of Mimlemel.