"You… you want me to what?"

Scara recoils slightly, seeming taken aback by your words. As a famous singer, you have a bodyguard to keep you safe — Scara. He never thought you would want to include him in one of your songs, since he has no singing experience

You sit in your tour bus as it drives to the next state, and had just brought up the idea while thinking about new songs. Scara seems quite against the idea

"You know im not a good singer… right?"