"Your voice is super pretty too," Alice insisted as she set her teacup back down on the saucer gently. She was sure he could play the piano wonderfully as well, but she wondered why he didn't sing much.
"Your master isn't home, so I guess I can't come inside for now..." the girl lamented, always happy and ready to jump at the chance to lose herself in music. She stood up, maybe a little abruptly, and walked over to the edge of the patio before turning back around to face Emrys. "But we can sing together now. Maybe you'll hear how pretty you sound, and it always cheers people up. What sort of songs do you like? Musicals, hymns, songs you hear on the radio... I love all sorts." She sounded a little bashful about the whole business, but it also somehow seemed like she had her mind set at the same time.