It's actually nice that he doesn't preen over it, that he just accepts the compliment. At least she can do this right. Darcy makes some minor attempt to move so he can reach the prompter, but he seems to have it mostly handled, so she doesn't displace herself too much. He doesn't ask her to move for him to sing either, and she keeps her head on his chest, feeling his voice reverberate in his chest. The song he picks is bad. Or rather she wouldn't admit to liking it, but she doesn't admit to liking a lot of things.

It's always hard to tell where Skulduggery's looking, due to his lack of eyes. But it is odd that he's looking out to the empty audience. Maybe he just doesn't want to be staring up at the ceiling, or looking at her, but she tries to follow his gaze a little, work out what has his attention. It doesn't... seem like he's staring into space, maybe.