[Mike's wandering back inside through the Foyer when he spots Lefou, and the familiar voice ringing from the recording. He remembers listening to every song their first week here, and at the time, he didn't realize it was actually Maui singing. The big guy had a surprisingly good voice.
He quietly watches Lefou just...standing there, listening. He's still in mourning, Mike thinks, that's normal. But...dang. He shouldn't torture himself like that. Mike frowns to himself, wondering if he should say something, and then, finally, lets out a quick whistle to catch his attention.]
You know. . .I bet he'd like it if. Well, if you learned his song. Yeah?
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He quietly watches Lefou just...standing there, listening. He's still in mourning, Mike thinks, that's normal. But...dang. He shouldn't torture himself like that. Mike frowns to himself, wondering if he should say something, and then, finally, lets out a quick whistle to catch his attention.]
You know. . .I bet he'd like it if. Well, if you learned his song. Yeah?