There, that was better than the solemn mood he's accidentally cast her into. Perhaps he shouldn't ask people about their worlds so freely. Not all so readily obscured the truth.

Eleven took her hand with a careful touch of fingers.

"It seemed like you might have been, from your movements earlier." With her ears, she almost had the makings of a- no, he wasn't going to think about that.

"I'm afraid the only song I know is a lullaby, but it's rooted in Fantastics, so unless we'd rather fall asleep here.." He smiled, a touch rueful. "I'm not a talented singer, anyway."