[ Nice tune you're playing there. The ukulele's always been one of my favourite instruments-- makes me feel like I could float away on a beach somewhere. ]
It's clear as day that Red agrees with her weapon, though no words leave her mouth as she watches the young man strum confidently to the tune of a song she doesn't recognize. Instead, she attempts to keep up with the notes that he plays; humming the correct ones in correspondence with each stroke of his fingers.
[ Not bad. You two sound good together. 's that something you wrote yourself? ]
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