Singing. He could hear it, focusing on it rather than on the gentle crashes of the waves beating against the sandy floor. He was rather fond of singing, it certainly was something that was important to someone's life but for Pincher? It just reminded him of all the songs he had missed as a child when he had only a shred of time with his mother before being snatched away by his father. Most songs that the male knew by heart were ones of sailors, full of sour bitter words that dripped with the seasalt. He knew many of them but the only song that Pincher was decently happy with was the one love song that his mother and father had once sang to each other. He remembered the sickly sweet love that had filled their home but now was buried deep like a treasure chest.

"Seems you're quite the singer, Vanessa." Pincher's deep rumbling voice chimed in after noticing that Vanessa had finished singing. He was standing calmly behind the other dark canine, his vibrant aquamarine blue eyes locked onto her frame as he was rather curious about what song she had been singing. He tipped his head ever so slightly to the side as the Captain questioned "Does that song got a name? Never heard of it before." He had to admit that he had always desired to sing out but with the uncertainty, if he was a good singer or not, Pincher decided not to take any chances. The muscular pirate stalked slowly to sit beside the other Typhoon crewmate, his head tipping to the side as he waited for her answer.