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_{[Oh, he remembered her name. Brownie points. She tosses a look his way, briefly, before turning her attention down toward her lap. The white dress she'd been wearing had been stained earlier, but it seems the red had faded away. Strange. She'd thought she'd have to toss this dress and get a new one.]}

I like to sing.

_{[It's the first thing that comes to mind as she digs her nails into the dirt, enjoying the sensation of soft soil against her skin.]}

I've an enchanting voice, the most beautiful voice you'll ever hear in your entire life.

_{[A haughty claim, but it's one she can back, the way she says it lacking any sort of bragging tone. When it comes to the Chiropteran Queen's voice, she's second to none, not even her very own twin.]}