[His lips twitch as he watches the glass bounce and go flying. She should have grabbed a wine glass or a champagne flute instead, apparently. But his expression shifts from mild amusement to interest when the glass hits the microphone and makes a sound much prettier than it has any right to be.

His gaze focuses again on the microphone. It’s definitely an unusual design, though one that could easily be explained away by the futuristic, alien setting. But. That sound. That was special, wasn’t it.

He glances at Ciri, to see if she noticed, but she is still trying to power through this "performance" while also being deeply perplexed. She seems to know something is weird, but she may not know enough about stage equipment to understand what.]

Ah, well. That depends. [he says in response to her question] They say it’s best to leave an audience wanting more. [he looks at the audience] Do you all want more?

[And they all start cheering because of course they do. It’s actually ridiculous.

However, they are making enough noise that he is able to lean in and whisper to her.]

It’s the sound system.

[And he glances pointedly at the microphone.]