[stopping in her twirl, she'll come back to the tree, joining Sayo under the boughs] Or... anything that keeps a beat, really. Like this. [and she'll tap out a tiny rhythm against the bark, barely more than a light patter, before she stops and nods to the falling rain]
It's got it's own beat. And the thunder...if we hear thunder later, it's like a really loud drum. Like the music just got extra enthusiastic.
[because if the rain was enough to scare the poor girl, thunder might send her into shock]
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[stopping in her twirl, she'll come back to the tree, joining Sayo under the boughs] Or... anything that keeps a beat, really. Like this. [and she'll tap out a tiny rhythm against the bark, barely more than a light patter, before she stops and nods to the falling rain]
It's got it's own beat. And the thunder...if we hear thunder later, it's like a really loud drum. Like the music just got extra enthusiastic.
[because if the rain was enough to scare the poor girl, thunder might send her into shock]