[Jennifer, being the light, fitful sleeper she is, is awoken almost instantly by the song; though the sound of Xion's voice is certainly a much nicer way of waking up than she was once accustomed to.
Such a lovely melody. It made her think of home, of the sweet, crackling music Mr. Hoffman would play for them over the phonograph-
...Wait, what? Jennifer frowns at the faded glimpse of what was almost a memory. No. That wasn't right. Clearly she was mistaken.
All the same, her usual reluctance around the fairer sex prevents her from answering Xion's question outright. So after some time of biting her lip nervously and nearly closing the book in agitation, she bucks up hums back (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xavw2D8Gf6E), her voice soft and almost melancholy.]
[voice]
Such a lovely melody. It made her think of home, of the sweet, crackling music Mr. Hoffman would play for them over the phonograph-
...Wait, what? Jennifer frowns at the faded glimpse of what was almost a memory. No. That wasn't right. Clearly she was mistaken.
All the same, her usual reluctance around the fairer sex prevents her from answering Xion's question outright. So after some time of biting her lip nervously and nearly closing the book in agitation, she bucks up hums back (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xavw2D8Gf6E), her voice soft and almost melancholy.]