He probably deserved the yelling, but his claws kept plucking the strings regardless. He shook his head quickly; he had nothing to do with this! Well, he had something to do with their dancing, but he could not control with whom they danced. He tried to get the group away from Deadlock, but strangely, those monsters were determined to gyrate around him. Perhaps, if he changed the tune, that would get them to stop dancing so rudely at the very least. He changed the tune to something slower and calm.

No, no this was worse. Now the monsters wanted to slow dance with Deadlock.