Frances would walk with Kazy and sit with her. However he sort of froze up a bit at the question. But then he relaxed as he said "It's been a few years. Maybe 8 or 10 years now? Time kind of...melded together. Especially when..." He would adjust his hood a bit to hide his head from others except for Kazy. Then he would gently remove his mask as he laid it on the table.

Under the hood was a skull, his eye-sockets both empty and full at the same time as he looked at her. "When you have to be on run because of this...you're the first to figure out the truth and not attack me, for that I appreciate it." He said.

For once, Frances was at a lost for words. He didn't know what to say, because for years fear has been the only thing that Frances has really known. Fear and loneliness. Sure he can put on a show, bring cheer to people and joy to temporarily forget the problem, but never had he been so close to a permanent solution.

What to say even? Not even this silver tongued skeleton could think of anything. He did notice she hesitated from touching his face, but not because of disgust. He didn't even know what to feel, relief? Joy? Bravery? Maybe a bit of everything as he took off his right glove, letting the sleeve dangle a bit as his boney hand would gently hold onto Kazy's hand, as he said "Th-thank you." 

Frances would look up to the stage, giving it a thought as he looked back at Kazy and nodded. "Alright." He said. He reached for his glove and mask at first but then thought of what Kazy said, don't let fear embrace him. He took another look at the stage as he got up, well it was now or never he supposed. Do or die, and hopefully not literally as he took his other glove off and left them on the table with his mask, with his violin pulled out he walked up to the stage, his hood was adjusted to where everyone who saw him could now see, along with his hands, he was a skeleton up on stage.

Well, no screams, no yells, and no one was looking at him threateningly or badly. Frances would lower his hood as he got his violin ready, but something was a bit different, in his sockets there was a white glow as the same glow ran through his hands and his violin as he started playing. And even the sound was different, this wasn't a song to simply bring joy from a mask, this wasn't something that was at a whim, no this was coming from his heart, his soul as he played.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HO4iQHtU3l0
 

When Frances finished he looked over the applauding crowd as he did a slight bow, returning to the table where Kazy was at.

He listened to what she had to say as he nodded and said "I see. Well, in truth..." He started as he looked at his hand as the mana glowed again. "This was something that I needed as well." He said, having his inspiration in a sense returned.

After a brief second Frances would say "By the way Kazerabet, there's going to be a get together later, would you like to join in?" He said inviting Kazy if she wanted to join in. It's the least he could do for how helpful she has been.