"No, no. Just listen." She said with a smile heard through her words. She stepped back once she was sure he was settled, cleared her throat, and started to sing.

Her song was about him, yes, but primarily overly flowery words of love an adoration that would make a unicorn vomit. Sweet words about his kindness, his heart, how much she cared for him. And maybe it would have been beautiful...if she could hold a note. Unfortunately, for all the heart she put into it, she was not very good at singing.