[Hearing someone talk about something they love is infectious. Mikaela finds herself intrigued, smiling wider when the performance comes us. Although she isn't familiar with the holiday, she finds herself looking forward to the celebration. Any holiday that people would sing and dance for would surely be a bright and happy occasion worth seeing for herself.]

I can't wait, I'm sure it will be lovely. I wouldn't miss it for anything.

[Remembering her own use of the art, Mikaela has to think for a moment. It's true she's sung, but she wasn't sure it was really the same. In the end, she just answers from the heart.]

A bit. I was taught a few pieces a while ago. I don't know about my skill, however... I enjoy it. I feel-- at peace when I'm singing.

[At least... that's the best way she knows to describe the warm and fuzzy feeling.]