Ramza frowned a little bit as the song entered into suggestive territory. He could tell there was a hidden message somewhere, but he just could not put his finger on where. But he was certain that if his comrades from back home were listening, they would be elbowing him and waggling eyebrows.

But mostly, Ramza listened, letting the Bard's soothing voice and skillful lute playing fill his ears. Maybe he was a little hungry for apples at the end of the song, but he'd eat when they were back in their airship bound for home.