"Picky drones? I did not know that was even a thing but now I do. This is interesting."

Erik watched the drone and wondered if he acted like a lost dog without his owner and that idea stuck in the young Swede's head. It was an amusing one but one that caused him to smile slightly. Now, Mira was shaking his hand and this pleased the guitarist who had found another musically inclined person within the Nexus.

"I play hard rock mixed with some glam and blues styles. Mostly blues with hard rock elements. You are more a jazz musician?"