I believe one could say that the music is perhaps a form of punishment.

[A very trivial... and mundane... and never ending punishment. Especially depending on where one is in this bizarre existence. Dimitri is half traveling just to find somewhere that isn't annoying.]

[There's also the lack of purpose in his life along with what feels like an eternal torment, but... He's not going to just spill that out. Not yet, anyway. The night is young, and he still can't sleep.]

[As the light lowers, he considers the young woman properly, gaze flicking momentarily to her ears. It's definitely something he'd never seen before in Fodlan... but at the same time, he's not entirely sure what to make of it, and if it even has any impact on him at all. The answer to that last one, he decides on fairly quickly.]

[She hasn't attacked him, so there's no problem.]

There are people who sided with me that I've seen here... Although even that brings up more questions than answers.

Although, perhaps a more relevant question would be what draws you to this place.