[Oh, he knows impressed when he sees it. And he delights in it. For the first time in a very long time, he's working with an instrument he knows less of than its owner. And though Dean perhaps is not on his level (they can't all justify an entire life dedicated to music, after all), the other guitar he brings out to play still carries plenty of talent in its own way.

Though the one Dean first showed him is fascinating, he can't help but perk up at the sounds of the acoustic instrument, which is far closer to the familiar notes of his lute.]

Absolutely lovely. And worn. [He grins.] So you practice between all your hunts, then? Enough time, you would have made a fine musician. I have always thought that an appreciation for music is far more important than one's skill in the technical aspects. Those can always be refined. But teaching someone what music can do is... well, rather impossible.