"If you're willing to loan one of them out, I'd take them. It's just me and my dad on the island." Saya commented with a faint sigh. As much as she tried to make the most out of her small family, she always felt a twinge of envy when she heard about larger families. If only her dad adopted or remarried, but it seemed he was too married to his job to consider the latter. "Though, I imagine they'd get sick of having a little sister around too."
"You haven't been?" In her eagerness to gush about her favorite hideout on the island, she remained oblivious to Tommy's reaction to the subject. "It's best at night, the guy who runs it knows my dad so he lets me hang out in the watch room. The climb is insane, but the view's worth it. You should come with me next time."
Saya blinked at Tommy's protest and took a glance at the notes once they were pushed into her hands. She raised an eyebrow since the song was one of the least complicated songs in the entire production and by his humming she guessed the male part was in his octave range. Shaking her head, Saya folded her arms then held the sheet music in front of him. "Wing it." As if anticipating further argument, she added, "If you suck, it'll only make me sound better."