He blushed a little. He wasn't used to so many compliments on his singing in one night. "Um, thanks..."

His smile dropped, however, when Kite hesitated on singing. Tin foil might mess up his systems, but cardboard wouldn't.

"You'll do fine, dude. Seriously, do you even want to know how bad I used to be? Still people liked it. And even if it's not the best, it's better to try, right?"