[On autopilot, he picks up the neglected fork on his side—just to poke and prod at the leafy greens. Yet again, Cy’s instincts are spot on.]

Ha, yeah, no.

[But there’s an oddly rueful glint to his eyes as he considers the question.]

Don’t get me wrong. Love music. (Who doesn’t?) Just not a musician. Never had the attention span for it when I was a kid. And after they put me on Adderall, it just seemed like the opportunity passed.

[Stiles shrugs, pushing more of Cyram’s meal around.]

Nowadays? Too busy. Got accidentally initiated into the previously unknown world of supernatural beings. Haven’t really had time for a proper hobby since.