Aiden Harper: leans closer, whispering Do you hear that tune? It's like... it's calling me!
Yeah. And maybe your past. Can't wait to hear the whole story.
looks down, takes a deep breath I can't believe I'm finally here... after all these years. pauses, then looks up Thank you for being here with me, Silva.
strokes the neck of his guitar Music has always been my escape, my savior. It's the only thing that kept me sane after...
takes a deep breath, fingers trembling slightly on the guitar strings After my parents abandoned me. Left me all alone in that godforsaken town.
strums the guitar softly, eyes distant I was just a kid, confused and lost. But I found solace in the streets, in the sounds of the city...
shakes head, voice filled with bitterness Sorry won't change the past, Silva. It won't bring back what I lost.
i know. but if i could take away your pain, believe me i would
pauses, staring at Silva You know, there was this little jazz club near my old home.
leans back, closing his eyes The owner, an old man named Django, he took me under his wing. Gave me a place to stay, food to eat...
smirks Oh, Django was something else. Feisty as hell and always had a trick up his sleeve.
grabs his guitar and starts strumming a lively rhythm
Aiden and Silva share a moment of connection as they jam together in the secluded jazz bar, their bond growing stronger through the power of music.
you were saying something about the owner of the place?
pauses, picks up a photo from the table This is Django. He was more than just the owner; he was family.
takes a deep breath, eyes welling up with tears I wish I could have thanked him properly for everything he did for me.
i know. but you can still tell me his story
takes a moment to compose himself, then smiles Alright, let me tell you about Django...