[ Nothing happens as she stops... but indeed, as she starts to sing once more, yet another hum echoes through the halls as they follow her. It's the most emotion she'll have ever seen out of the supposedly mindless servants... not that it's much, considering how they still stand as stiffly as ever, but there's something about her singing.
Something about her singing that's drawn them all to her... but not like a prey broadcasting their location to nearby predators.
She truly has just... drawn in a crowd. An audience. ]
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Something about her singing that's drawn them all to her... but not like a prey broadcasting their location to nearby predators.
She truly has just... drawn in a crowd. An audience. ]