A member of the audience smacked her husband's hand with the back of her spoon, silently glaring at him to pay more attention to the stories rather than stuffing his face with pig. Kilik tried to keep the slow beat of the song so that Wes' voice wasn't overpowered by the instruments but at the sight of the woman hitting her husband once more, he was itching to play a little something more wild and upbeat. He made a small face to Harvar who only rolled his eyes, watching Wes for the next cue.