"I can see that," Ben said, somewhat dryly. He wasn't completely oblivious to the fact that some people would find his constant piano playing annoying, which was why he was usually very conscious of putting up the silencing spell. He hated to inconvenience or annoy anyone.
"It's not a very interesting tale," he warned Azriel, but since the other man had asked the least he could do was answer. "And it's something I can't, won't, do anything about."
He shrugged, as much as he could anyway with his arms wrapped around his legs, and glanced towards the door. "There's Dementors nearby, and I think they have a lot to do with the current weather and atmosphere." He wasn't an expert by any means, but it made sense. "I don't mind the rain, but not all the time. I don't think I really remember what it feels like to be completely dry."