"Oh, um," Joaquin shook his head quickly, realizing he must have come off as a lot more upset than he really was. He'd always been a music fan, though living in Alaska for the majority of his life, he hadn't really gotten to experience a lot of concerts until after he moved down south, after which he embraced the new opportunity and went to as many as he could afford on his student budget. That being said, a little piano hardly bothered him. If anything, it was a welcome change to his last permanent residence, where partying neighbors at all hours drove him crazy. Piano he could sleep through, always having music on while he slept anyway, but noisy freshmen?
"It's really no problem at all," he insisted, smiling a little. "You're, um, very good. I don't mind. I sleep right through that kind of thing anyway. Don't worry about me." Even if it did bother him, he probably wouldn't have said so. Luckily he didn't have to lie this time.