. He didn't have his own violin with him, but that could be worked around, he did, after all, own an entire shop full of violins, and there was sure to be something around here Mitchell could borrow. He returned the greeting with a cheerful, "Hello," then made a motion with his hand to follow him farther into the store. own," he started as he began taking down instruments that looked like they might fit Mitchell, "but if you're really serious about learning to play I'd prefer if you got your own. If you've got one already use that, but if not I'll let you borrow one for a while to practice with." He set all the violins in a neat row across the counter and handed one to Mitchell. "After a few weeks, you'll have to decide whether you want to quit, buy your own, or if you need more time to decide. Anything's fine, but I can't let you keep borrowing one forever." complexes. He felt grateful he could afford better, much better.
. It's understandable that you didn't get it though," he reassured. In his experience, people could become very reserved and self conscious if they felt they didn't understand something that seemed like common knowledge. "You're probably from a place very different from here, right? I'm sure it'll take me a while to get some of your expressions. I don't actually have a job yet though," he continued, answering her question, "I just moved here recently and am still looking. known how from his very first memory. Now was not about his own insecurities though, now was about teaching Mitchell how to properly play the instrument he had picked out.
