He had been dodgy earlier. She's not sure if he'll continue that way now, watching him as she answers. "I'd at least assume I've accepted the case," she says lightly, "Though you're right. The trial concluded yesterday. Which is why it's a little surprising to hear ten years later you're playing the piano badly when last I heard was about how you were going to be a lawyer to help someone you care about."

Art student or not, he'd had an enthusiasm about it she'd believed just yesterday. Hard to believe today he'd tossed that to the side in the intervening ten years.

Of course, she's already said this once, but some things bear repeating.