Surprisingly... this was a pleasant conversation. Was this why Cater's name had been in the mouths of so many? Easy to talk to, good looking, charming. Lilia already felt like they'd get along easily, despite their differences. He found himself leaning in, resting his chin on his hands, completely focused on the conversation, to the point where he didn't even realize if they were missing anything club wise.

"You'll find I'm very capable," Lilia snickers, "In more than one sense of the word. Musical talent is one of those capabilities of mine. I couldn't begin to name the number of instruments I'm proficient in. My current favorite would have to be the bass, if I absolutely had to choose."

A shift, a turn. Lilia completely faces Cater, bringing his legs up onto his chair to sit with his legs crossed on it. "Do you have a guitar here with you on campus?"