(note: there are two other people I nthe room but their players aren't on)

Phoenix hears the racket from the roof. He swings down and pops in at the window. "Mind turning it donw? It's 6 in the morning"

He looks up, not frightened by the sudden appearance of the student. "Ah, right. Sorry, sure." He states quickly, turning it down so it's just a silent hum. He continues unpacking, humming along with the song quietly, not paying attention to the student.

"Thank you. Now if you'll excuse me, I have pigeons to fe-Argh!" Phoenix fell off the window, grabbing the sill with a hand.

He jumps for the window, grabbing bother his arms and hoisting him up and into the room. "Your not Spiderman, stop climbing buildings." He jokes, chuckling.

"DOn't see a reason to stop. Been doing it since I was 9." PHoenix grunts, limping to the window and preparing to climb out.

He rolls his eyes, watching cautiously as the boy walks to the window again. "It's not my fault if you fall to your doom." He states, shrugging and going back to get out his guitar.

"Maybe. Maybe not." Phoenix grunts, awkwardly climbing out and draggin his leg behind him.

"Hey, will your leg be alright?" He asks, walking up to the window and sitting in the window sill, half his body outside, half inside as he strums his guitar and tunes it.

"It's good right now. Yesterday it was worse. Later it probaby will be again."

"Okay... just be careful." He states, watching the kid cautiously.