Ask to hear music
%NAME% looks sympathetic as they finally realise I cannot detect the sounds they hear. They incline their head towards me, seeking some form of permission, then suddenly my reality seems to roil and bubble. Temporarily granted a Korvax perspective, I can finally hear it. Soft tones sing out from the roots, undulating with the radiation waves. The music fades as %NAME% gently severs our connection. They gesture outside. I should plant these seeds in a location of my choice.
