-he chuckled-
“They do that when you play the wrong notes mutt...watch”
-he put his hand on Jason’s, and strummed a few notes, the clouds turned a soft white-
-he chuckled, and just watched the rain! And strummed the harp-
“I alway hated the rain...it’s hard to flyin..and it soaks your land in mud....but..it’s not too bad”
-he looked at Jason-
“I mean, it brought me here..no?”
-he crossed his ankles, and played a bit louder, and quietly sung the words, they spoke of the clouds and rain and how beautiful the clouds are from up high-