Dante smiled a bit more lightly and the joy came back to his eyes. He tucked an arm under his pillow and then answered.<br/><br/>"My guitar that I have now is my first guitar. It was my father's when he was younger and he gave it to be as a gift about four years ago. It's something I treasure a lot since it was one of the first gifts I ever received. My dad also taught me how to play guitar. I guess I get my musical talent from him."<br/><br/>He smiled fondly at the memories of learning to play from his father. He hadn't gotten to spend much time with him, but the time that he got he treasure above most everything.