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[ She sighs through her nose at that as she rolls onto her back. He's persistent even when he sounds half-awake.

Fine, she's hot in the face as she bites the bullet and starts singing. Clears her throat some before softly, almost a too soft, the pace of the song slow: ]

I'm lying on the moon
My dear, I'll be there soon
It's a quiet and starry place
Times we're swallowed up
In space we're here a million miles away.

[ She closes her eyes as she continues, trying to remember if she's ever sang to anyone like this before. Or felt this nervous while doing so. ]

There's things I wish I knew
There's no thing I'd keep from you
It's a dark and shiny place
But with you my dear
I'm safe and we're a million miles away