The Sunspire what will become of these gestures that we make

"You are a natural!" Wraen praised the puppy, who gave a perfect baby version of the rhyme. She was pretty sure that the kid had no idea of, what she was hearing, but her interest in the process and will to learn was admirable.

"Second verse," she announced and cleared her throat. "The.... more... he.... saw..." this time she gave a little more emotion to the words, putting emphasis on "he" and making "saw" quieter, as if she was about to tell a secret. "...The less he spoke..." a dramatic pause.

"The... less... he... spoke..." here her voice went from a whisper to louder and after the "...the... more... he... heard." she lifted her head up and pretended to listen intently.

"Why... can't... we... all... be... like... that... wise old bird?!" this she sang in her off-tune way more quickly and found it wonderful that the kid was not judgemental of Wraen's inferior skills at singing.