Rose isn't surprised when her not-even-a-real-piece performance draws comment. Maybe the type of comment draws her attention more than a general one would, but it's not an unusual thing to ask.
She turns and looks. There's an Avox beside the woman, easy to spot and just as easy to disregard, which she takes to be the design, and it tells her quite enough.
"Some years before I was much worth listening to," she says, the instrument still in her hands but lowered. She shrugs. "It's not really a thing a solid time frame can be put to. It depends on the student's aptitude, willingness to learn, the time and effort put in, and the quality of the instruction."
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She turns and looks. There's an Avox beside the woman, easy to spot and just as easy to disregard, which she takes to be the design, and it tells her quite enough.
"Some years before I was much worth listening to," she says, the instrument still in her hands but lowered. She shrugs. "It's not really a thing a solid time frame can be put to. It depends on the student's aptitude, willingness to learn, the time and effort put in, and the quality of the instruction."