[ Random songs that he has no idea are actual songs.
Suzaku cants his head to one side. Well. She doesn't seem particularly alarmed at her own singing, more like startled and thoughtful, and then shrugging it off. Slight nod, and then even slighter head-shake. Then shrug. ]
'Tis dangerous to take a cold, to sleep, to drink; but I tell you, my lord fool, out of this nettle, danger, we pluck this flower, safety.
[ He's very far from okay, but if there's any danger, he's ready to do what needs to be done. ]