[Yuna is quietly reading a book in a chair, her lighting provided mostly by the fireplace. After a few seconds, she flips a page. She doesn't seem to be very immersed in the book. Actually, her interest is detached at best, and after a few moments she quietly drops the book to her lap and looks at the window. It's heavily frosted, providing very little insight on the white world outside. She is silent, her expression one of a mellow boredom, among other things... loneliness and homesickness among them.
A soft noise escapes her throat, a low hum at first. She gets out of the chair and lets the book clatter noisily on the wooden floor, causing her to jump a in startle at the sudden noise. She leans down and picks up the book, looking at the cover with distant eyes. Her mouth then parts and she begins singing the
hymn of the fayth softly to herself, perhaps to quell some of the homesickness.
She walks over to the window, still singing softly, her tone seeming rather subdued and maybe a bit longing. She closes her eyes and falls into a world of darkness, her ears filled with her own melody and her vision content with the mental images of her memories of home. In her mind, she could hear the whole world singing with her as they sought to draw Sin out for the final battle, and felt her a small piece of her heart at ease and unified with Spira once more.]