Considering there was no talking in stereo and another chocobo-headed blond hadn't suddenly appeared, yes, that would be the same one who'd just poked fun at you, Zack.

"Maybe." He didn't know, really - wasn't like anyone had had much chance or opportunity to make judgements on his singing ability, and it was a long time ago now that he'd done it for fun with his mom. And that hadn't been about good or bad.

"It's... not that bad, though," he said, meaning Zack's humming. He'd heard worse, but Zack still probably shouldn't try to go for singing as a career.