"It is, comparatively, but-" Hershel glanced at the piano with a sigh. "Well, there's a human arm in the piano. That was an extremely unpleasant surprise."

At least the rest of it was clean. "You know you should try the piano, maybe you know how to play it." Kuzuryuu, concert pianist.

He opened one cabinet, collecting the notes before going to another and doing the same, then the last. When he had all the notes collected he walked over, holding them out to Kuzuryuu. "Here they are."

And they read as the following:

TRANSCRIPTION OF LO     , AUG        

53: -if we only just-

4A: There's no point and you know it! I can't         , don't ask me.

53: You know they're wrong! We're      than           ! Didn't this mean anything? Tell me               nothing.

4A: ... It doesn't. Still-

53: Then      ,         

4A: It's           . I'm sorry.

[Audio                    ]

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TRANSCRIPTION OF LO     , AUG        

4A: What do I- What can I-

[several minutes of silence]

4A: I'm sorry,     , I'm so-

[off camera racket]

4A: I have to hide the     , I can't let it         Not like this.

4A: You'd appreciate this, right? Wouldn't you?

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TRANSCRIPTION OF LO     , JUNE        

4A: Come on now, you're kidding.

53: Would I lie?      and        are ridiculous like that, I'm telling you.

4A: I wouldn't put it past them- say, play that again?

53: I'm surprised you like this              of all things.

4A: Shut it       , even         can enjoy a nice melody.

53: Right,              it is.