[action] Because I love/hate my muses
[Having finished breakfast -- and picked up his communicator while he was at the Shelter -- Ashton was going for a walk. He popped his device on just to hear the chatter of all the new people, and then decided it wasn't worth the headache to deal with it this morning.
But something else was drawing him to the gardens. Some melody or another that didn't sound like anything he had ever heard before. Stopping near the strange woman, he listened to the song, enraptured except for the fact that something was out of place about her.
...oh, the ball and chain.] That's a very-- Oops! [Putting the headset on before he goes on.] Um, a pretty song.