Rehearsing before a performance, you accidentally broke one of your strings. Frantically searching for one, you realize you didn't buy any spares.

Before you could rush out of the studio (and have a mental breakdown), Kaos picks up your guitar and replaces the severed string with a new one.

"You're still as clumsy with your guitar as you did since day one of the band."

Kaos laughs, it wasn't mocking but it sounded more like an endearing one. He hands you back the guitar.

"You ready?"