"I'll drag Idaia out to hear them, at some point, I'm sure she'll want to."

"She seems pretty distracted. But eventually, yeah."

"We have time."

"Apparently arbitrary amounts of it!"

"It's convenient!"

"For the engineers, yeah, definitely. The rest of us were having enough problems with directionlessness as is - centuries you spend utterly mindlessly can't be great for you even if not much objective time passes..."

"...I didn't think of that."

"We'll think of something."

"If worst comes to worst you could probably stand on the other side of the door for a while?"

"I suppose. Seems a bit wasteful, and I got the sense the Singularity and Abaddon sets need to listen to music more than they've been doing."

"Yeah."

"We'll figure something out."

"Let me know if I can do anything to help, obviously."

"Oh, definitely. I should probably go spend some time with Maedhros."

"Just doing nothing but hanging out outside waiting for people to show up so you can sing probably isn't the best idea ever."

"I sing whether they're here or not. But fair enough."

"Right. Of course. You're you, after all."

"An audience still helps."

"I'll come out more often."

"Not what I meant. You don't want to take on responsibility for our wellbeing, Imliss; it won't help."

"...Okay. I didn't--mean it like that, or I didn't mean to mean it like that, but."

"It's just kind of an easy thing to do under the circumstances." Squeeze. "You should come out here more often, just not for that reason."

"Yeah, definitely. You've only gotten better, since--since Valinor."

"In Valinor I'd never really felt anything, I think it impeded my musical development."

"...Seems like the kind of thing that would, yeah."