She sucked in a deep breath in order to get oxygen through her again. "I couldn't have forgotten," she admitted. He was the voice in her head - after her break down, there was no reason to be anything but honest with him. It wasn't like the voice already didn't know everything she did or thought.
Lotte adjusted where she sat on the bed, legs crossing underneath her and sitting up straighter. "What should I sing then?" It was hedging slightly, but she didn't want to do the wrong thing and make the voice angry.