( He quotes the children's poem with a grin that borders on impish, gaze flicking lazily from xiao to ghost to the pot and then back to the man. ) It's almost done, and after all my hard work I'd hate to give up now. ( Will he eat any of it? Probably not. Who knows what these pesky little ghosts have added when his back was turned. But his curiosity is stronger than his need to escape now, and so he chooses to linger. )
Ah, but to make my time pass more pleasantly, perhaps you could answer me a question? ( Lowering his voice, like he and this man are old friends. ) Is your playing truly so terrible as to haunt even the dead?
( Because the spectres are afraid, and of that fine looking instrument. )
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( He quotes the children's poem with a grin that borders on impish, gaze flicking lazily from xiao to ghost to the pot and then back to the man. ) It's almost done, and after all my hard work I'd hate to give up now. ( Will he eat any of it? Probably not. Who knows what these pesky little ghosts have added when his back was turned. But his curiosity is stronger than his need to escape now, and so he chooses to linger. )
Ah, but to make my time pass more pleasantly, perhaps you could answer me a question? ( Lowering his voice, like he and this man are old friends. ) Is your playing truly so terrible as to haunt even the dead?
( Because the spectres are afraid, and of that fine looking instrument. )