Raising a brow, Sin slid into the bench for the piano and lifted his fingers onto the keys. His eyes were on Alisa though as he played, letting music pour form him into the instrument. The song was a sad and aimless one.
"Well.. It's still a shame. It's not like you can really help that you're a mutant. From what I understand it's almost as random as being male or female." shrugging some, he then said "I don't get people who hold something like that against you."
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