Yes. Back home, I sometimes sang for an audience. They took place more often before the war. I haven't performed in over two years. [And she misses it, a little.]
Even so, I didn't intend to take up your bed for the night, nor to make you carry me all the way back. I was so much at ease, I suppose it just happened. [eying his neck again] Are you certain your back is all right? You seem tense. I could put some heat on it, if you like.