[He understands that emotion may be too great to contain. That it may spill over into tears, but then, tears are not always negative. Elidibus himself has cried out of happiness many times, when given a safe place.]

You need not consider this dream over just yet. After all, there are many kinds of music, many genres one may be drawn towards. Perhaps you could dream further?

[He lifts a hand to his chin, thinking.]

But one may chase more than a single dream. Perhaps you could continue this one, and also dream of more?

[But that was neither here nor there right now. Elidibus casts a look around, failing to see anything that could play the music. Not unexpected, considered they are in the kitchen.]

Where may we play it for us to enjoy?