Hope can't pick this song out, but they're more than content to just listen, to watch—to observe an actual expert in her craft, as far as they're concerned. They make it a surprisingly long way through watching and listening before the very familiar feeling of "you could be like this too if you just did something" creeps into their thoughts, and they feel it sinking deep into their chest, and the smile fades.

"I did it for a few weeks," they say, their tone somber but not quiet enough to sink into the background noise. "Then I gave up on it because I wasn't great at it. Silly, isn't it? No one starts out being great at something. I mean, you didn't, right?"