At least she'd gotten a laugh! Even better, it was an eye-crinkling, shoulder-shaking laugh. Even better. "What's the matter? You're not one for the constant sunshine and rainbow optimism? I could have sworn you would be." She couldn't help but laugh some herself, though there was a bit of a hissing sound underneath the sound. What could she say? It was the serpent in her. Izabela listened as he started whistling a song. "I love Monty Python. Who doesn't know Always Look on the Bright Side of Life?" It was a fun tune to whistle. Or to sing...you know, if your singing voice was good.
"You better not. You can't get that toothy smile anywhere else." And you had to have the toothy smile. As for the serenading... "Hm. A singing bogeyman...I guess that would depend on what the singing voice sounds like. Could leave you wanting to run for the hills or wanting to stay and listen."