"I will," he said as he examined the case, opened it to run a hand over the smooth wood with affectionate reverence. "And we should play together sometime, I'd like that." He firmly fastens the case closed again his shoulder before turning to the box so that he could shove anything inside into pockets or the lute case so that it would be easier to carry. It was mostly oddes and ends that he'd look more closely at later, a rectangle of stiff paper that he didn't recognize was carefully put in with the lute, he couldn't see what it was in the darkness and he figured he'd take a closer look later. Photographs like that didn't exist where he was from. As he finished he asked Demyx, "Is there anything else that you want to look for while we're up here?"