[At first she isn't even sure of what he means. Then she stops to concentrate. The ears actually swivel mechanically. Then she starts to pick up something. Sure, it starts out as his familiar croak, but then levels out to a long low trill--]
What... Is that... Is that YOU?
[Yes, no doubt about it now. It was frogsong. He was singing. Did he mean to do that? Or did some magically imparted instinct take hold of him when he tried croaking that loud? Lucca fidgets and blushes a bit. In a weird way, it feels like she just listened in on something private.]
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[At first she isn't even sure of what he means. Then she stops to concentrate. The ears actually swivel mechanically. Then she starts to pick up something. Sure, it starts out as his familiar croak, but then levels out to a long low trill--]
What... Is that... Is that YOU?
[Yes, no doubt about it now. It was frogsong. He was singing. Did he mean to do that? Or did some magically imparted instinct take hold of him when he tried croaking that loud? Lucca fidgets and blushes a bit. In a weird way, it feels like she just listened in on something private.]
I, I didn't know you could do that!