[ Mikazuki has heard singing, snatches of tunes hummed by others, a faint echo of melody on the transmitter or battered radios. Atra hums too sometimes when she cooks, and while he's never tried it himself (doesn't see the need to, really, nor does he really understand why anyone would) he doesn't mind listening to it.
It's the dancing that catches his curiosity, really. It's a completely different sort of movement of body than what he's used to seeing, and Mikazuki leans against the wall nearby and quietly follows the other's movement with his eyes.
He isn't being a creep, really. Mika looks like he's concentrating hard, and he doesn't want to interrupt. ]
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It's the dancing that catches his curiosity, really. It's a completely different sort of movement of body than what he's used to seeing, and Mikazuki leans against the wall nearby and quietly follows the other's movement with his eyes.
He isn't being a creep, really. Mika looks like he's concentrating hard, and he doesn't want to interrupt. ]