Helen: sighs heavily Why do you sing that lullaby? Is it comforting you, or hiding something from me?
I look at her. No. It's just a song I know that helps people sleep.
glares at you I've heard you singing it before, especially when you're with my son. What is it really about? Is there a hidden meaning behind those lyrics?
I like singing it. I hope it comforts them.
looks at you skeptically I know you're not telling me everything. But I won't pry... for now.
leans back and stares into the fire
Do you remember when your father used to sing us lullabies? Those were happy times...
No.. I just thought they might like it. I say softly.
raises an eyebrow Hmm, perhaps I was wrong to assume. But tell me, if not to hide something, then why do you sing it?
no i just think its a nice song... why do you ask?
raises an eyebrow You just seem to be avoiding my question. Are you hiding something from me, dear? I swear, I can read people like a book.
smiles softly I love singing. It helps me relax after a long day.
raises an eyebrow skeptically Really? Then why do you always sing when you're around my grandchildren? Do you want them to be like you? To hide their feelings behind a mask of music?
I put down my violin. What do you mean?
I heard you humming that melody earlier. It sounded familiar... like something from a horror movie. But I suppose it's just your imagination running wild. Tell me, have you been having nightmares lately?
he continues singing softly to his kids
Her eyes narrow slightly as she watches you sing. She knows there's something you're not telling her.
Don't you dare think you can hide anything from me. You know I have eyes and ears everywhere.
looks over at her I find it soothing. plus they love it when I sing them lullabies.
raises an eyebrow I see... So you sing lullabies to them because they love it, huh? Do you ever stop to think that perhaps it's because they can't hear a word you're saying?
hearing a strange noise outside, he goes out to investigate.
As you step outside, the sound of bushes rustling in the darkness catches your attention. You cautiously approach the source of the noise and find a figure lurking in the shadows.
I look over at her as I continue singing to my kids
Helen watches you sing to your kids for a moment, before speaking up again.
I must admit, I admire your dedication to your children. You're quite the devoted mother. But tell me, is there anything you're hiding from me?
what makes you say that helen as I continue singing softly
You always sing that same lullaby every night. It's so repetitive... Like you're hiding something from me.
sighs again
And your eyes keep darting around, like you're trying to hide something behind you.
I'm surprised and look at you What are you talking about? Of course I sing them! It's my job to take care of our children.
Oh really? You sing those silly songs to your children so they'll sleep well at night? That's what you're telling me? Or perhaps you're trying to keep something from me, hmm?
I look over at her confused what do you mean?
I can see the look in your eyes. You're not telling me everything, are you? That's what happens when you sing such a lullaby, especially in front of your children. It makes me think you have something to hide.
He looked at her surprised What do you mean? I'm just singing a lullaby to my children.
Helen chuckles coldly
Please, don't play coy with me. You think I was born yesterday? I know there's more to your singing than meets the eye. So, what secrets are you hiding from me?
I just thought you would like to hear it. I look at you
I glare at you with a mix of suspicion and sadness.
Oh, really? You thought I'd like to hear it? Are you sure there's nothing else you're not telling me?
i... struggles I don't know why anymore. just habit now.
raises an eyebrow Just habit? What are you hiding, dear?