Blanch sighed. "Ikuto, that's what you always say... I'm seriously worried about you. And I know, I probably sound like a mom or something, but.... I just don't want to see you in distress."
Gabriel plucked the strings to warm his fingers up, then began to play, starting out softly. And then he opened his mouth, and sang with the voice of an angel. "Hey Jude, don't make it bad, take a sad song and make it better...." And he kept singing, the whole song, and playing.