[His tune winds down eventually, in a meandering sort of way. Like he's just slowly moseying down a path toward what he eventually decides is "hey yeah this is the end of the song, sure". It's definitely not as precise and clean and polished as a professionally written score, but it is a song, at least - and it was a nice melody, at that.
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Once he's done, he just beams up at her.]
How's that one?
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[High praise (?).]
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I see, I see! Years of practice and "it's fine, I guess" is all it gets me... What a sad day this is. I'll have to retire Chenqing forever, now.
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Well, it's up to you.
[why is she like this]
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Ah, but if I did that, I wouldn't be able to play any other songs with you. I think that would make it an even sadder day!