"I know," Teren sighs, giving him a break for once. The not-being-able-to-sleep seems like a trend, and especially annoying now that they're all in one place together. "Spare me the music," she says wryly, her gaze drifting until she's looking down into the chasm below them.
"You know, if I'd thought I'd be spending my final days in a vast black pit with a song stuck in my head, I'd never have left my village."