[Heathcliff freezes, otamatone gripped tight in his hands and letting out one last, long WAAAAAAHHHH. He knew there was the possibility of someone going to the music room, but he's still startled by someone actually showing up.
But then he releases his death grip on the otamatone, smiling and laughing a bit awkwardly. Please don't look at him too closely, he has anxiety.]
I believe it is - the otamatone, I think?
[Looking down at the wah-ing device, his brow furrows a bit.]
Though I didn't know it would make a noise like that.
[Does it count as music...? He's not a musical expert like some wizards, but he knows some things.]
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But then he releases his death grip on the otamatone, smiling and laughing a bit awkwardly. Please don't look at him too closely, he has anxiety.]
I believe it is - the otamatone, I think?
[Looking down at the wah-ing device, his brow furrows a bit.]
Though I didn't know it would make a noise like that.
[Does it count as music...? He's not a musical expert like some wizards, but he knows some things.]