"Can the academy do more?"
Ms. Blake studied him. "Define more."
Harrison hesitated. "Transit stipend. Meal plan contribution. Practice room priority for students who can't practice adequately at home. Mentorship that isn't just inspiration theater."
"You've been thinking."
"My wife has been thinking at me," Harrison admitted. "And I've been listening to a lobby piano in my head for weeks."
Ms. Blake's expression softened, then sharpened again into professionalism. "I'll help draft a proposal. But Arthur—if you build support that only exists because one boy's story moved you, it will collapse the moment the next board cycle prefers a different anecdote. Build it as policy."
"I know how to build policy," Harrison said.
"I know you do," Ms. Blake replied. "I'm asking you to build it as if the next Jack never plays a note that impresses you. Build it because the next Jack exists whether or not you hear him."