Roslyn was surprised by the way he began to play and sing. She watched him as he sang, she couldn't help but notice the few tears running down his face. She sighed and she changed the way she was sitting to indian style, she was listening but as always she was more interested in studying this person. On the outside it was easy to see he was handsome, it was kinda hard for her to believe that he used to get picked on, at the school she went to if you handsome or pretty the better off you. Then again she barely went for anything other than tests. But as he talked about himself slowly peeling the layers from himself she began to see someone lonely and lost. Someone who was easily walked on or could be used. She sighed and stopped her examination and just let herself listen to the song.<br/><br/>Roslyn closed her eyes and as he sang the song pictures of random people doing things popped in her head. It was all the people she had studied before, she was now getting a second look at what they were feeling, doing, and feeling. She blinked her eyes opened her eyes and watched Tony as he sang, she was surprised he was so good. She didn't truly notice how good before since so many things were running though her mind but now all her attention was on his singing.