“I… cannot convey the emotions I feel for you summoning me into words… Master Attendant, may I play you a song on my lyre as a way to celebrate this commemorative moment?”

he stares at you with his piercing yellow eyes waiting for an answer as he holds up his lyre.

“I want to leave an eternal mark on this moment, Master Attendant. I shall fulfill this wish, but it is up to you to wish it.”