At first, I didn't even consider naming it "Honor of Calpheon"...
Words like "honor" have too much -hic- sparkle to 'em.
This song... it's not sweet. It's a bitter song about bitter times;
times so hard -hic- you don't want to think about 'em,
since there's still folks suffering through this life alone.
If there's a -hic- next life, and if it was up to me,
I wouldn't choose to be reborn as a Calpheonian.
This life hasn't worked out to my liking at all.
Rather than honor, I would've chosen the word...agony.
I composed this while -hic- dwelling upon the -hic- emotions
of those four who walked this path.
I'm getting -hic- emotional, but this has been somehow cathartic.
You've got yourself an instrument, I see. Mind playin' me something?
Doesn't -hic- matter so long as it's something you like.

I see you've got -hic- an instrument. Could you play me something?
Doesn't matter so long as it's -hic- something you like.

...Marvelous. I mean that.
Don't be fooled by the lack of emotion in my voice.
I'm exhausted, worn out by countless wars, big and small.
And yet, thanks to you, I think I'll dream something good tonight.

Completion Target: Jordan Spileo
- Play your instrument for Jordan

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   NEW_CONDITION: checkToPlayMusic(2)