"See, Fletcher? Like this," Two slowly played a C major scale and arpeggio, her fingers lightly clicking against the keys.
Fletcher still didn't know why his mother thought music was so important, much less practical, but thought he might as well try to apply what she'd taught him so far. He processed the way she played for a moment before replicating the pattern a few octaves higher.
"Perfect! Now try the next one on the paper. Remember, you play all the sharp notes on the black keys except for..."
"E# and B#," Fletcher recited, "which are enharmonics of F and C."
"Right. Take it at the same tempo as the last one," Two instructed.
Fletcher carefully played the C# major scale up and down, only pausing for a moment to figure out the arpeggio before he finished.
"That's great, Fletcher! If you keep practicing, you might be able to play better than I can by the end of the month," Two beamed.
Fletcher's optics swelled at her praise. He decided that music was important after all.