[Speaking to him hurts Jeanne, as well. He was a dear friend to her, a noble knight she had looked up to during their time in the army together... to see how he had fallen causes an almost physical ache in her chest. But she can't just ignore him; for one reason or another, that's the worst possible route to take.

So... she approaches, still somewhat unsure, but with a ghost of a smile on her face.] It... certainly suits you. [Erratic and chaotic. Very good words to describe him now.]

But if you wish for assistance.... perhaps I could help? I've never played an instrument so grand before, but I have had some practice on those of a much smaller scale.

[It can't be too different, right?]