"I do insist," hes quite firm on that point. "It was, in a way, me that ruined it. Therefore I should replace it."

He can't quite figure out wether or not to hate this place. Why does this place have people that has decided the sky was the perfect place to live? "The more I learn of this place the more questions I have. Why do they live in the sky of all places? I think if I had to place a bet on wich one of us was most likely to escape any metaphorical fire symbolism about their soul, I'd probably put my money on you."

He's not surprised at all about the lack of fire when it came to the harp. And that's a good thing, the last thing this family needed was more fire.