Maybe! Um... [ Orpheus looks around, gaze settling on a tall, strange-looking plant in a pot in the corner of the lobby. He walks over to it, gesturing for Elsa to follow. Once he reaches it, he takes a deep breath, closes his eyes, and begins to sing wordlessly in a high, clear voice.
For a moment, it seems like nothing is happening. Then the plant shudders, buds forming on its woody stems and rapidly unfurling into pale white flowers as his song grows in intensity. He opens his eyes, drawing a song to the close and examining his work before looking back over at Elsa, grinning in a mixture of pleasant surprise and pride. ]
It worked!
[ There's something a little off about the plant, though. Are those flowers made of fabric? Orpheus sure doesn't seem to notice.]
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For a moment, it seems like nothing is happening. Then the plant shudders, buds forming on its woody stems and rapidly unfurling into pale white flowers as his song grows in intensity. He opens his eyes, drawing a song to the close and examining his work before looking back over at Elsa, grinning in a mixture of pleasant surprise and pride. ]
It worked!
[ There's something a little off about the plant, though. Are those flowers made of fabric? Orpheus sure doesn't seem to notice.]