Sabra Knight
Her cheeks warmed as the Matori grinned at her, "I suppose so." She finally managed though she couldn't stare the woman straight in the face, "I honestly wasn't expecting anything quite like that." Parisa confessed with pursed lips. Did the woman want her to play next? After a song like that? No pressure, right? Hahahaha. Closing her eyes for a moment the lightning girl took a deep breath, "Is it normal for so much emotion to be in every song like that? It was very pretty, but very depressing at the same time."
Not that she minded depressing music, mind you, but Parisa simply hadn't been expecting it from the perky woman. Instead she had figured the Matori would fancy a jig or some sort of dancing tune rather than a soulful ballad. The mainlanders are full of surprises it seems. That much she was learning at least. Self-consciously Parisa's fingers clutched at her own instrument case. Was it even worth playing for the Matori woman? What if she disliked it to the point that Parisa shamed Belreans everywhere? Just the thought made her stomach twist into several knots of apprehension.
