[Boy, will it.
Ibuki gives him a little nod, moving to sit on his windowsill as she unfolds the paper to read off of.
But before she does -]

... This is something Ibuki wrote earlier, 'cause she was thinking about how you just kind of appeared and gave me a job, and you're always calling me stuff like "clever" and "talented".
It's really cool! Ibuki's never been friends with a big snake, before!

So... put your hands together for Ibuki Mioda's latest hit -
... well, it doesn't have a title. I'll think of one later!

[Just kick back and let her croon these lyrics to you, Rohan.
And by "croon", I mean "read with intensity and depth that doesn't match the way she usually is at all because that's how she rolls". Usually it'd have guitars screaming in the background to round it out, y'know?
Without the heavy beat and loud riffs, it kinda just sounds like an intimidating poem.]