This particular spirit enjoys music which is why it follows and bonded with Cricket. But it's also a curious one and one of magic, so it's possible if Dorian showed it some interesting magic it'll be happy.

Taverns or, you know, fans, agents, record companies, producers... they all have their opinion on the matter. And he doesn't mind singing them occasionally. The ones that have good melodies and are interesting to play are all right. The Beatles are fun. And of course he's done a few covers. It's practically required. The ones that are just. so. pedestrian he could scream... he doesn't like playing. But one must sing for thy butter and bread... and the award.

"That my good sir, is hardly a challenge." He's teasingly disappointed. "If you wanted to give me a challenge you'd have to bribe me with something good to get me to sing the worst song I know. And it'd have to be better than some bottles of wine."

One of the plants is taken and put in the hole the mock disappointed look growing. "Another challenge then." When the dirt is applied to his face he swatted the hand away.

Before applying his thumb to Dorian's forehead.