Continued from here
68th Ymiden, 721
"Well, a promise is a promise. Are you ready for your instrument lesson now?" Pippin asked cheerfully.
"Err...well..." Seira began hesitantly.
"Can you actually teach us anything?" Seri asked bluntly as the crowd began to disperse.
Pippin frowned pensively.
"Well...I have to, don't I? A promise is a promise, and I am a man of my word."
Seira and Seri exchanged glances as they considered Pippin's words.
"What instruments do you know how to play?" Seira asked at last.
Maybe he knows how to play several different instruments...or even just two, and if he does, there's a chance that he knows how to play a different instrument better than he knows how to play the fiddle... Seira thought hopefully.
"Just the fiddle, I'm afraid. So there's not many options to choose from for your lesson."
No point in asking him to teach me something he doesn't know, I suppose. At least he didn't try to pretend he was skilled at any other instruments that he can't really play...
Seira really didn't want to accept the offered lesson. It was obvious that Seri thought that it would be a waste of their time, and to be honest, Seira didn't think that she would be able to learn how to play a fiddle from someone who played it so very badly. And yet...Pippin was right. A promise was a promise, and a promise was important. She didn't want to be responsible for preventing someone from keeping a promise that they had made. Besides...as little as Pippin might know about the fiddle, he knew more than she did, so it wasn't completely impossible that she might learn something from him. And Seri would be there to make sure that if he taught her something that was wrong, she would probably know it.
"Promises are important. I'd hate to be the cause of you being unable to keep one, so I guess I'm ready." Seira said with a polite smile.