[there's a spark behind Salieri's expression, a determination, watching the board spin]

A symphony of story and song composed by many, at once, changing and shifting with reality--[there's a beat to his hand again, conducting with the spinning of the board]--but working together to do so. [he sounds neigh excited about this]

We'll need everyone but-- [he sucks in a breath, something in his chest expanding, blooming--something like hope] With all of us, together--we can do this.