Frisk nods, accepting this. "'M trying to learn some of this stuff. The key things, mostly, like the piano, and that." They aim a finger at the looming organ behind the clusters of other instruments. "Dunno how to read the notes much though. Yet."

Easy, hopefully-relaxing chatter. No disappointment, though Frisk was sort of hoping.

They tap the chime on the opposite side, music slinking back to Chara. "You okay?" they ask again, softly, because that's not good-laughter. Frisk's watching them from the corner of their eye.