I thought the Colossus was under attack when %s suddenly sent off an emergency signal, only to find myself in a weird scene when I arrived... Was the pretty sobbing girl who %s is consoling our newest recruit? If Miss Chloe didn't stop me, I'd have thrashed %s for making her cry.
After Miss Chloe finally calmed down, I found out she wanted to play %s a tune for the occasion, but started weeping in the middle of it... That was where I came in. Looking at how badly %s felt I did him wrong... Well, I can relate.
—Vice

Sorry, I never could quite manage to control myself...
This happens a lot. I tend to recall some things in my past when I play that make me tremble and cry... They are chapters of my life and my introspections. As the Musician of Lumopolis, I know very well that should never happen during a performance, I'm sorry... I'm extremely grateful to you and the Lord of Lumopolis who never chastised me. But... but I cannot deny it's my fault as a musician... Boo-hoo...
I'm sorry. Feel free to let me be, I need a moment to collect myself...

After my parents passed away, I found it difficult to hide my sorrow... Crying in performances... It caused a lot of awkwardness for everyone. I tried to stop wallowing in the misery, but discovered that I could placate my emotions only by constantly comforting others with my music.
So, to not mired in the tragedy, I would play all concerts possible... If that picked people up... It provided salvation for me too...
If you'd like me to play again someday, I'll try my best not to cry...

I remember when I was little, when my father came home from work and gave me harp lessons, mother would sit nearby and watch with a smile... Those were the best time of my life... We weren't rich but we were happy...
But as far as I can recall, mother was never in good health... An affliction confined her to bed, groaning in pain... I overheard the doctor telling my father that giving birth to me worsened her already frail condition... Maybe I was never meant to be born at all... Mother couldn't last the winter that year. Father's harp never sounded sadder that day. I held him tight and replayed mother's words, "Take care of him for me", in my head... That would have been my life's purpose if a certain event didn't happen.

Under my father's tutelage, I was already a famous musician in the Dawn Academy. A lot of my former classmates and students asked me to teach and play for them. That was good times too...
That day, like any other, I was teaching music lessons in the academy... Until the bad news came, that father was ambushed by Eclipsites on the way to a performance. The only thing he left me was a bloody harp... Those from Guardians told me he was thinking of me even on death's door... I only remember intense sorrow washing over me before I fainted. I awoke three years later... I had no one and lost the will to live, but thanks to the support from students, classmates, and fellow teachers... I shouldn't wallow in the sadness anymore. I should just keep playing. That's the only way I'll get what I truly want...