Hiding Voices

Mikah was seen as he sat perched on the roof, his guitar in hand. It was the only place he could actually play without being yelled at about the sound so he guessed he should be content, the shadows created by the buildings adding to his mood.

He smiled lightly, a thing rarely seen, as he began to, instead of play, sing softly along to a song named Iris which he had always had a liking to. The male was one that was musically gifted, yet singing was something he rarely did, and even now he seemed to hide it as it was barely audible.

Mikah was startled by her sudden appereance and had to breathe lightly before turning back to look at her. He shrugged lightly.
Thanks, I'm just not a vocal person.
He said lightly.

Emotions in singing are easier to pick up than in instruments.
He tried to explain, but quit after a while. Why was he just telling some one he didn't know?

Not really, I just enjoy the singing.
he said with a light shrug.

Singing's actually good for you, you know.
He commented.

After a second he took her hand and shook it.
I'm Mikah.

It's not that hard.
He said courtly.

Nice to meet you too.
He said with a small nod.

No one complains if I'm loud on the roof. And I happen to like it up here. You?

Yeah, but you didn't answer my question.
He said lightly.