"You remember it because you have strong memories of it," Rhy answered.

He remembered his mother's voice, for instance. Though he knew that would fade. Rhy gestured the merchant closer to listen too, and they both listened as they child tried to hum along. The Merchant was quickly trying to draw out the notes a bit, thoughtful.

"Well, keep it in mind. We'll let the shop keeper think while we go listen to more boxes, yes?"