"No," Nek replied, smiling, "No music."
As he took the sage's hand, he began to lead her into the motions of dancing, slowly. It started off simple and slow, with the two just moving around, but he began to spin her gently every once and awhile, getting more elaborate. Slowly, the two began to lift up into the air as they danced. Floating. Nek seemed preoccupied, as if something was on his mind.
He softly whispered into her ear as the dance came to a close, "Tell the master... That I'm sorry... And that I'll be back someday."
And with that, he was gone. There would be no record of him -- his book in the Records of Time seemed to have been... erased, just like the rest. Nek... Was gone.