Galen grins a little to himself at the mention of stage antics, and it's both sheepish and a little proud; poncing about is something he (along with a good many other humans) does well, and while he normally isn't one to take comments too much to heart - good or bad - it's nice to know that someone is noticing.

"Well, most good music still tells stories," he offers, shoulders shrugging a little. "Maybe not so much about like... battles and conquerors, these days, but I mean, that's why a lot of us do it." A beat.

"Skáld, that sounds like what you called me a minute ago."