"I've n-never h-heard it." James smiled a little, nodding as he stared up towards the other. "I w-wouldn't mind if you s-sung," he spoke softly. It really wouldn't bother him at all. And he'd always liked it when people sang. Anything involving music was something he liked. It reminded him of all the differences between Idris and his home. He'd never heard music before coming to the school.
The little teen knew how to slice carrots. That was as close to cooking as he ever got. Staring around the inside of the elevator, he pulled one of the carrots out of his pocket to nibble on the lint-covered orange stick.
He was startled, again, but how quickly the elevator went. His eyes flew straight to the ceiling as he felt the floor jerk slightly under his feet. "W-wow."