@windmadepoet cont from here "S-sir???? Mobei Jun, good sir!" He laughs, caught off guard but certainly not complaining at having someone who enjoys his music. "Pray tell that you intend to pay this humble bard in the form of alcohol, yes? It's simply the best form of payment!" It was rare for someone to manhandle him in such a way, but it was entertaining for him. It makes him giggle more, a cute sound that almost sounds like a gentle breeze
He says little in way of payment, but instead bleeds through shadows that cloak the pair. From one room to the next, light shines through as he steps into a familiar looking pub- the very same place he had first met his bard. Mobei Jun walks up to a human who was laid out on their back, and at their feed lay broken pieces of some stringed instrument. Apparently the irate ice demon disliked this bard's choice of music and brought his own.
"Show him." Mobei Jun lightly puts Venti down, turning him towards the snot sobbing fool. "Show him how its done right."