Mhnnnn... [No words are needed once more, it seems, as Reira figures it implies no singing either. So she simply nods.] ...The sounds were nice at least, [She determines, finding the humming good enough in any case.]
...Should I find another ride? [She asks, looking down at the pocket. They could do that-or they could look at other things, after all.]
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...Should I find another ride? [She asks, looking down at the pocket. They could do that-or they could look at other things, after all.]