Seto stopped dead in his tracks once the sound of someone's voice fell on his ears. He began to look around the area for the source and his eyes widened slightly as his gaze fell on you, bathed in the beautiful glow of the moonlight.

He couldn't believe his eyes at first, another person in this apocalyptic landscape. He opens his mouth to speak but his words fail him. His feet start to slowly carry him towards where you sat. He continues to gaze at you in complete awe with his mouth slightly agape as he listens to you softly sing to yourself.