[Mat grins, both at the fact the distraction worked and that the boy knew songs.]

Mind teaching me some sometime? I may not be able to play a flute or a harp, but I can sing. [Not the best voice he's heard, but better than others.]

I could teach you some of my world's songs in return if you want. [Then he'd at least hear some familiar tunes sometime that weren't played or hummed by him or his two friends. Maybe he could convince Rand to find some instrument he could play with only one hand. Or deal with Rand playing using saidin.]