[A shifting expression passes him, where Hans can't help but remember a certain song, a duet that he shared with a certain princess. That whole mess still brews resentment and bitter regret in him and it's sometimes hard to keep down, enough that Tifa may notice some of the stuffed animals getting frost on them suddenly.

His voice sounds restrained, but it may be hard to tell why.]

I sing, sometimes.

[He does his best to be polite still, mostly out of habit. Also because he doesn't want to get punched by her. It actually hurt when Anna punched him and she's definitely not as strong as Tifa.]

Songs can be very effective when it comes to showing your passion. And singing with him truly deepens your connection--

[Wait what is he doing]