The mandolin? Pilfered from the music store. It kept me good company, while I was laid up.

[He comes over to Ryn's side and sits down carefully, digging his to-go cup into the sand far enough that it makes a neat little cupholder before drawing the instrument around and into his lap.]

I taught Nav a few Limsan ditties. Apparently she's been harassing Harrow with them all week.