Perhaps like ...looking back on your life before and seeing nothing but a dimness you wouldn't want to return to? [He does understand. Maybe not to the literal extent Iggy may describe, but Mayoi can barely look back on the time before he took note of the singing trickling down into the depths. It just wasn't him at all.]

Oh...that's a relief to hear. I hope that is the case....I-I would be honored if you would give us a listen, Iggy-san.

[He has a lot of pride in their music, and he's worked hard, they all have, to come as far as they have. So if someone could enjoy it, it would mean the world to him.]

Thank youuu, Iggy-san, please wait for my return.

[And with that, and the closing of the elevator, Mayoi goes to the corner of the elevator and climbs right up the wall by bracing his his hands and feet on the adjacent walls, kabedonning his way up to the ceiling. He plants his feet on the handrail and pops open the ceiling tile.]

..! Fufufu, there is remarkable space up here, actually...!