Evelyn: "So you didn't use the Gold Depository's funds?"
Annan Reeves: "Come on, the prize money is only a few tens of thousands of Gold Narls. Those old fossils in the Art Capital hate parting with that kind of money, but I could earn it by selling tickets for a few days."
Evelyn: "Fair enough. I have a question: how did you come up with Everyone's Singer?"
Annan Reeves: "As everyone knows, I'm a man who loves art..."
Evelyn: "Interrupting But some people say you're an ignorant sorcerer."
Annan Reeves: "Does that sound possible to you? Could an ignorant sorcerer really make so many beautiful Magic Films?"
Evelyn: "Good point. Playing Rose was one of the most treasured experiences of my life."
Annan Reeves: "Chuckling softly Mine too."
Gira: "Aaaah! There they go again!"
Ignoring her shrieking sister, Katelina grew thoughtful. Annan seemed to be using the opportunity to clear away the prejudice against him.
Annan Reeves: "That's why it pains me to see a pack of parasites occupying the Art Capital. If they have the courage to cut out that festering sore, I think we still have a chance to reconcile."
Evelyn: "You mean you're willing to forgive them?"
Annan Reeves: "The ones who've truly done wrong are just a handful of people in the Hall of Arts. Many people in the Art Capital are people I've heard about and admired since childhood. Otherwise, I wouldn't have held Everyone's Singer..."
Evelyn: "All right, thank you for your answers. We're almost out of time. Does our Lord Annan have anything else he'd like to say to everyone?"
Annan Reeves: "Music is beautiful. It moves people. I don't want it tangled up in more competing interests. Why can't we simply sit back and enjoy a beautiful performance?"
"All done."
Evelyn