"I think we were given rewards and this is mine. I don't know if its permanent or temporary like everything else..which means we have to take advantage of it while we can. I'm going to ask them about the noises."

He brings the flute back up to his lips and expertly asks the question, as if he has been doing this his whole life. He doesn't understand how he knows it, but he memory is there and so is the power. He needs to find out as much as he can before it suddenly goes away.

He lowers the flute and listens to the response..and then another response..and another.

"Ah..there are a lot.."