Neal is quiet. He can tell he's walking in on something precious, and he doesn't want to interrupt, or embarrass. When she falters, he picks up the melody, singing just as quietly.

"Back when I was feeling broken
I focused on a prayer
You came deep as any ocean
Did something out there hear?
All the complexities and games
No one wins, but somehow, they're still played
All the missing crooked hearts
They may die, but in us they live on."

He gestures to the chair next to her. "Okay if I sit?"