"No call for sorry," Genesis said with a shake of her head, not expecting Beti to have to feel like she was intruding. This was her place after all, or as good as. "And thanks," she added, accepting the compliment with a small smile. "I don't sing much if I know there's other people in the building, don't want to intrude on them." She looked down and touched Virgina's hair, the back of her gloved fingers brushing against it. "But I like the thought of singing for them, even if they're not in there anymore."