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"A total eclipse of the heart..."
Neuvillette applauds as Furina bows, their coworkers cheering. He smiles as she heads back to him, handing her a cup of water, then blinks as she dumps the songbook in his lap.
"Come on, Neuvillette, you're the only one who hasn't had a turn yet."
"I'm not much of a singer. You know this."
"No, I don't—I've never heard you sing before. Listen, if you're worried you'll sound terrible, then go now! It's not like anyone's expecting to outperform me. Besides," Furina clasps his hand, earnest. "I'd love to hear your voice."
"... alright."