"Piano mostly. I write and compose my own songs. One day I wanted to sell some of them maybe. Or sing them. But I don't sing. Or at least I don't think I do. Anyway, so yeah, piano."
Ella tilted her head to the side and considered his last question. "Honestly? Even though I am worried and a little scared, I'm not sorry for coming." She hesitated, her forehead crinkling. "I came to get away and get over someone and it's worked. If we ever get back home, I'll be in a much better frame of mind than when I came here."
She looked over at him. "What about you? Any regrets?"