"Queen?" Her gaze lifting from the device to look at him, the fact that this was the song playing on the ferry when it crashed? Unfortunately not lost on her. Still, she won't mention that fact, at least for his sake. Not when there's something akin to a childlike wonder about him at having music.

"How long has it been, since you heard music?" Wondering if he even had a sense of time for that. If he had any frame of reference for something from modern times or not. She couldn't even say that she does, not with the way she grew up. It felt like her music taste stalled somewhere around the late nineties, early naughts.