Billy lifted his hands, carefully rubbing them together. "No. Your work was excellent. Thank you again."

He attempted to pick out her friends in the crowd, smiling slightly when Slobo and friends appeared. "I never thought of this as a frienship-building exercise, but I see the potential understanding that might unfold. I'll look forward to your song." And he meant it. It was wonderfully cathartic, sitting here and listening to the music.