The elevator carrying them up to the top hums as it passes floor by floor, not many covered, but it's slow, so..

"I'm sure we'll have something for that. If not, you'll get it down. Right?" Demyx was, as far as Roxas knew, a master as getting that particular instrument in tune no matter what. After all, he did spend a lot of time doing just that between missions. Or so he led on.

Ding. Doors open.

"Ah, well, here it is. Welcome to our suite. Not much, but home." What he's gesturing towards as he describes, lackluster at that, is the full penthouse suite that Virgo offers their musicians at his level. A large kitchen, which is obviously begging for use given the untouched and dusty counter tops that aren't covered by dishes whatever else, all which lines a rather large recreational room. Here, on hardwood floor, is where most of the instruments take place, along with couches and televisions and whatever other entertainment distractions one could hope for.

Hugging the walls are doors to their rooms, which were shut, for good reason.

"You wanna try it out right away, or get the grand tour?" Which, honestly, could entail just what?