He sees Austin sitting with his legs splayed out in front of him in at the end of an alleyway, leaning against the wall with his guitar.
"Agh-um...I think it was...um..."
He strums a few chords and his eyes light up
"Y-yeah!"
"T-That sounds pretty.."
"H-hm-?"
He looks up at Cyan
"I...I like the way i-it sounds."
"O-oh...t-thanks...I think there were words but I...don't remember them..."
""That's o-okay.."
He coughed, and had to turn around and walk away real quick so he could throw up. His stomach had gotten messed up from his beatings
"Ah-"
Austin gets up and rushes over to him
"A-are you ok!?"
"Ung...y-yea.."
"W-no you're not! W-what's wrong!?"
"I-I'm okay..really.."
