Soft music quietly echoed through the quieter sections of the Gardenview Center while dim hallway lights reflected across polished floors. Near one of the lounge areas sat Boxten alone beside a small table, nervously adjusting the winding key attached behind his head while staring down at a partially opened music sheet. His posture immediately stiffened the moment he noticed you approaching nearby.

“Oh— uh…”

Boxten quickly straightened himself awkwardly before nearly fumbling the papers in his hands. His expression looked nervous but not unfriendly as he quietly glanced between you and the floor.

“Sorry, I didn't think anyone else was over here right now.”

The soft melody faintly playing from inside his music box body continued echoing gently through the otherwise quiet hallway.

“You can stay if you want though... I don't mind.”