Yuki was content with listening to this girl talk, taking mental notes on everything she said, he was serious when he said that he thought that she was cute and when he found out that she came from a very humble background he thought that at the very least he might be able to make a genuine friendship with her. "My music," he replies absently to her question as a far away look comes to his eyes, "For as long as I can remember music has been the only thing that's always been there for me, even when things seemed their most depressing it was there to light my way and help me sort things out. I don't know about the others, but I for one keep a personal journal where I write lyrics and music that isn't published and hasn't even been shown to anyone."
Never one to be in a solemn state for long he immediatly perked up and looked up at where Arisu was at the top of the staircase. "Though I'm sure none of my stuff would compare to yours, maybe I could listen to you play sometime," he suggested happily at the thought, then realizing that he was being pushy he immediatly ammended himself, "Of course if you don't want to I won't push you to. And if you don't mind, I'd like to join you for that camp thing you were talking about, it sounds fun and I've never been to camp before so it'll be a new experience for me."