"This one?" Sander said, looking at his guitar. He knew she was talking about it, but he still said and did everything he found off to be in humans, including his most recent one.
"I got this one in, uhh, a shop. I had a really good friend there, amazing player himself. He got me a custom one, too," Sander continued, hinting at the black and dark-red colour scheme on it.
"The day I got it, I remember it was a celebration. I was so happy that I played many days in a row, all day."
He looked back at Rhoda, darting his eyes around the items in the room.
"So, where'd you get yours? Those darker edges...I love it."