I guess it can't really be helped. [She lets out a small sigh, before drawing a breath. It isn't that bad. It really isn't anything too strange or anything either, and it's only Niel. He won't laugh, probably. Opening her mouth, she begins to sing-- softly, but sweetly. One of the few winter solstice songs she knows.]
Enter the night and you’ll find the light, That will carry you to your dreams. Enter the night, let your spirit take flight, In the field of infinite possibilities
On the longest night we search for the light, And we find it deep within. Open your eyes to embrace what is wise, And see the light of your own soul shining.