[It takes him a moment to stop watching that tail, even as he closes the door and follows her back into the living room. There's a couch that usually seats three and a low table she can set the cage on, along with a couple papasan-style chairs, but otherwise it's fairly sparsely furnished. He hasn't exactly had Chroma to spare for decorating, or any sort of direction on what that means in a place like this.]

Really? Every song, and not just the ones you know, or...?

[That's pretty cool, if it's right. And it could definitely help a little with homesickness, too, especially for someone like her. He doesn't say any of that, of course, just leaning in briefly to study the little mechanical bird hopping and playing along, before he straightens, remembering...well, something like manners.]

I'm still interested in learning. Do you want anything to drink, or snacks, or...?