Well, he doesn't seem that invested, so David smiles.

"Thanks. I'd rather not make someone flee over the fact that I have quick fingers and a not so talented voice."

Which is an amusing thought after all. More than once he had been told that his voice was deep and soothing, suitable for a peaceful radio broadcast. But singing? He didn't know what he was doing with himself most days with that.

"You're welcome to sit if you want," he noted while he kept plucking at the strings.