Oh, whoops. She winces when he jumps, shrinking back a little. Someday she'll learn not to sneak up on people.

Maybe.

Possibly.

But he gets over it quickly, and she slowly relaxes, cautiously creeping forward.

"I dunno. It's just what people say."

Could she identify Wonderwall if challenged? Possibly not. She looks at him, and the guitar, studying them both curiously.

"Do you live here?"