Josef knew he should approach Bagoas. All it would take was a word, a single sound that was loud enough to be hard over the music and yet he didn't. Not even sure why, not realizing how much of his actions were being controlled by the aliens and their games.

So he followed, twirling the umbrella over his shoulder as he walked. Looking love sick and emotional, not hiding the way he felt about Bagoas. Not in his expression as he listened to the words he sang, his heart seeming to leap in his throat even as he murmured softly, sing song and wistful.

"Wanna say love your hair. Here I go mumbling. With my immortality I will outlast the world. With my immortality I will find the time to find the words to tell you how you make me... feel."