"i do gotta thank you a little bit though. i like, totally never would have gotten to make my cute xd-001 without your meddling first! ein was like, a total meanie who never listened to me."

the question isn't exactly what it seems, more an early assessment for how useful a person will be to him. he's learned much in his time since his defeat.

he's lying face down on a roof. he has no plans on moving. there's a pidgey on his ass.

he's just lurking outside the abandoned cafe, sipping his coffee. with everything happening, better to keep an eye on places precious to him.

"i think about it a lot." endlessly. he can't help himself - there were reminders everywhere. even if those reminders were just in calem's own head. "i think it's okay to some people, but not to everyone. i don't know that some of us will ever be okay."

"i believe that beauty should be cherished." there's a pause as calem thinks. a part of him is parroting lysandre - he still can't bring himself to care that he is. "but... beauty isn't objective. it's a conundrum."

Strings would come later, and Ree would have to accept the money before any of that anyway. But talent is talent, and should be cultivated.