Denji offered fingerguns, his face blank. "Ah, you didn't get the update. He fuckin' hates me, but I can tell ya the whole thing later."

But music... music was a good start.

"What, like, pick up an instrument, start a band? I could probably sneak some tapes around, spread the word." He paused...

"Wait, tapes were a 'my time' thing. It's probably microchips or whatever now."