REXANNA
paint my spirit gold
At Sam’s mumble and shy response, Rexanna can’t help the chime of a laugh that leaves her. “There are many moments I hope she doesn’t check in on me with.” She offers back in response, giggling lightly at the thought. But she focuses on the task at hand, passing it off to follow Samuel’s lead as he begins to sing, waiting a few beats and a few paces to figure out the tone and what not.He gestures for her to come in, and… Well, she doesn’t know the song, but she begins to try and offer some back up sounds to harmonize with a few of the words, so they carry a bit further, a bit deeper, hands clasped before her – until she gets an idea and continues her own small addition to the song that Samuel sings, reaching for his hand to hold it gently with her own, green eyes bright as she smiles through her own vocals toward him.
