Oh. [Manuela looks nonplussed for a moment, though her expression soon returns to its welcoming, affectionate smile. Some people would find it hard to turn down such a direct approach, but this is just how Oz is, she supposes. She should be used to that much by now.]
Well, that's all right. [She leans into his arm, her snuggle one of forgiveness.] How about singing?
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Well, that's all right. [She leans into his arm, her snuggle one of forgiveness.] How about singing?