There's a moment of silence before Wen Ning makes a noise of agreement. "... I've never been any good at music. My sister was..." he trails off, deciding not to follow that particular train of thought. Not when he's already focused on this loss - no need to drag up others.

"It's more than just something to play music on. A Cultivator can use an instrument to channel all sorts of energy. Mas... my friend could - can fight with this." And could control Wen Ning with it if he had to, though in the past this had led to an unfortunate incident of counter-control when they hadn't realized someone else was playing at the same time.

It's a skill that's beyond him, in any case.